When the Family Grows, and Grows, and Grows.... {New Braunfels Photography}

My oldest turned 18 last month. And her first act as a legal adult was to sign papers with the New Braunfels Humane Society to foster pets for them. They had a new batch of orphaned kittens that needed constant care. She insisted she was the lady for the job. She would prepare special food for a 4-week-old kitten and care for it until it was old enough to adopt out. So she comes home with this thing.



I took one look at that face and knew we were in trouble.

When I asked how long we would be taking care of the little cutie, she told me at least 2-4 weeks. That was it. That sealed it. We could handle a day or two without falling in love. But if she kept that thing in this house for 2-4 weeks I knew we'd be hopelessly, irreversibly smitten.

Sure enough it happened. There's no way this kitten is going anywhere. In spite of the trouble he brought (and I'm not even talking about the nasty case of squirts he developed).



So we went through quite a bit of laundry at first. We dealt with hissing and anger from a few adult cats who weren't quite so welcoming. We learned to deal. And just when we thought all was right with the world, this little creature comes into the house.



We named her Belle. And we also decided that we would no longer be fostering animals. We are incapable of not getting attached. So meet the newest members of the family. Belle and Squirt (aka Tumble, aka Boo -- the kitten hasn't earned a name yet).

Lord help us!



Lisa On Location Photography