Both of the kitties are at their new homes now. The tortie went home yesterday, and the gray tabby today. The gray tabby, who we called "Li'l Grey" and the vet spelled "Little Gray" is now named Toby. I don't know the tortie's name yet.

We are enjoying the peace and quiet, but I will miss the sounds of little pattering feet as they play in the living room. When it gets to be unbearable, I will just have to convince Aaron to foster more kittens!

Today when we went to make the exchange at the shelter, we browsed the dog area, and saw the cutest little puppy--tiny, and yet so dense! Here's a picture of him:

He was in the same cage as this boston terrier mix puppy.

Me and Aaron took out the little pit puppy and cuddled him, and then when we put him down, he kept whining. And so the boston terrier mix went over to the pit puppy where he was whining, and laid down next to him, and put his head on the pit puppy's back, to comfort him. It was the most human thing I've ever seen.
And it reminds me of when we went back the second day to see Dwight at the shelter, there was a little border collie puppy in the same cage as him, and they kept each other company. I felt bad adopting Dwight and leaving the other puppy all alone.

On another note, Aaron and I attempted homemade blueberry muffins for the first time last night! They turned out quite well, considering.
And tonight--homemade enchiladas for dinner! Which will surpass all Dallas enchiladas, but perhaps not surpass the enchiladas from Polvo's in Austin.