How many critters does one girl need?

Apparently several. I started my day by eating my breakfast on the back of my boat and picking apart the heels of a bread loaf. I drop the pieces in the water and one of our resident turtles shares in my breakfast. We've developed a routine and he's quickly becoming my morning dining companion. Corey's on his own - he's soooo not a morning person and my turtle is much better company at 6am.

I chase my daily dose of heart pills with Diet Coke (You better be staying on top of your pills heart buddies! Don't make me come after you!) and step onto my dock to start my commute. I kid you not, it's a dock walk. What did I find upon landing in the boat yard?

Our resident boat cat Chuck was whooping up a small kitty while another one cowered under my car. Huh. Kitty drama. After shooing away my office attack cat I opened the office and quickly discovered we had a problem. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Five little kitties. Sure enough, we've got some uninvited and HOT new residents. Who the heck abandons five little kittens in a boat yard?!? If that ugly individual that shooed 5 babies out of his car ever announces himself I have some heavy equipment in the boat yard I'd love to introduce him to. For that matter, there's quite a few handy masts to string him up on. Jerk. Hypocrite. Kitty kicker.

One particularly affable male followed me all the way to the fuel docks, tail held high, and told me all about it. There are few things as pitiful as a kitten chasing after you and wailing at the top of it's lungs. Next thing I knew he's charming a salty group of mariners that were there to fuel their boats before heading off to work. I turn around and this tough group of guys are clustered around my new sidekick and taking turns petting him. Bunch of softies, all of them. :)

When I went back in the office guess who muscled his way into the air conditioning. 15 minutes later two more managed to squeeze their way inside then my boss gave in and went and rescued the other two. To cool for school! How does anyone get anything done?!? I had an entertaining 30 minutes where my pencil cup, files, and blotter hit the floor as my desk was overtaken. It's mayhem!

We fed and watered the little ones then I called the Fairhope Cat Coalition. They're a wonderful organization that feeds the feral cats that live behind our boat yard. They also rescue poor critters that find themselves in a bad situation and place them in a safe, no kill environment until they find homes. Thankfully, once I explained the situation she rushed right over. Our kitty guardian is Glenda. Yes, like the good witch. She truly lives up to her name and was here with a cat carrier and reassurances for me that my guests would be well taken care of.

At this point "my babies" had taken up residence on my boss's desk and were sleeping off their adventure. Aren't they the CUTEST things you've ever seen? Glenda swooped down (as all Glendas should) and carried them off to newer and better places. A.k.a. the vet's office. She was tickled by the "office desk rescue" and I've been promised that my batch of babies will be placed quickly in new homes.


BUT...I'd feel much better if my own readers took them. You are such fabulous people after all. Does anyone out there want one of my boat yard buddies? If so, please call the Baldwin County Humane Society and ask for the desk top marina kitties. They'll lead you right to them. Look at those big feet! Those fuzzy wuzzy ears! Those little noses! Come on... how can you say no to that face!?!

On a side note, the suggestions are pouring in! I'm sooo getting a new name! That tshirt is going to go so fast I'm thinking about giving away 2! Keep the suggestions coming and thanks so much!