Today we got some kittens. They started off life living in a car with a homeless woman. Eventually she felt sorry for them and dropped them off at the shelter.
They were given the names: Hawthorne and April.
April had a sibling that was adopted today as well. It is thought that Hawthorne was a cousin.
Everyone, including us were calling April Alice. And that stuck. She’s around half a year old.
Hawthorne seems to hipster. Franklin — Frankie or Frank for short. He’s around two months younger.
Both of them are presently confined to the basement bathroom as they acclimate. Jack, our big kitty, is feeling a bit threatened, but I’m sure that’ll pass after some time passes.