Sweet Fuzzy

Spring has come to pay us a short visit before it arrives to stay, the day was extra sunny and warm and kittens have been granted a free access to the balcony. Even the two reconvalescents, as nothing is better for restoring strenght than a long nap in the sun.

I was in my room, doing some computer work, with Harski being my shadow as always, even if it means missing the first rays of sushine.

Something so sweet happened. I heard a kitten calling in the living room, in a way they usually do when they are lost or confused as they think they are alone. I called it, so I could be traced by the sound of my voice.
And sweet Fuzzy came running to me, her tail up in the air, purring and walking high on her toes, like a little balerina. She climbed to my lap, ( she still cannot jump properly, but is closer to it every day ) strolled on the keyboard ( her version of cat walk :D) and snacked my fingers. It was so sweet. She came to check on me, and see if I am ok,she just cannot stay away from humans too long.
Not a couple of minutes later, Ilmari came running, not as gracefully as Fuzzy, he is a realy growing boy with extremities growing too fast to be co-ordinated. He did the same little ritual, just not saying hello to me first, but checking on Fuzzy first. He licked her and they run away back to the balcony.

It was such a lovely little intermezzo in my work, and it was so sweet it made my heart sing. I wish I had the camera to share it with Barbara.

Now the little prince charming is in the steam bath, having his nose unblocked and complaining about it.
Fuzzy is breathing ok by now, and I do not want to steam cook her today. She does not want to leave Ilmari alone, I have to occupy her with something else.
So I have made a cangaroo pouch out of my sweater and we are making popcorns.
She has been intimidated by the sound at the beginning, but in true Indiana Jones spirit she has had to see what is happening.
I have changed cover on the pan with transparent one and she just loves seeing them fly when they snap.

Ocicat sport - flying popcorns :D

Now excuse us, we have to go and rescue Ilmari, and I might be back when I leave him to Fuzzy the nurse for the comfort and treatment.