
20/07/2025
Hi. It’s me. **Marilyn.**
Guess what “surprise” rolled in on Sunday?
✨ **FIVE. MORE. MINIATURE TORNADOES.** ✨
Straight from that feral petting zoo we keep raiding.
That brings us to a staggering **37 kittens** rescued from one gloriously chaotic epicenter. Thirty‑seven.
Thirty‑seven reasons I’ve barricaded myself behind a fortress of blankets and eyebrow-raising.
These pint‑sized tyrants:
• **Screech** at all hours like they own the place.
• **Bounce** off every surface like caffeinated popcorn.
• **Flop** dramatically after one kibble, then demand applause.
And who’s tasked with maintaining even a shred of dignity here?
**Me.**
Your feral queen cast into a kitten-strewn reality show.
And when the chaos gets too much?
**Ken** will be on the receiving end of *The Hiss™.*
Lunges may be involved. Blanket shields *will* be required.
So enjoy the pandemonium, peasants. I’m off to rehearse my next hiss for maximum dramatic effects.