Kittens!

The Kitten Stampede! All I have to do is walk in the room saying "kiiiiiitieeeeees" and out they run. (They live under the bed) They love to play now, and they're starting to "fight" each other.
I set food out so they could learn how to eat. They don't quite have the hang of it yet.

This one is Sandy. (you happy now?) His new owners have named him Simba, but he can't go until he learns how to eat real food. And how to stop giving me puppy dog eyes, because that will only force me to keep him. But I won't.