Oh, and there was a barbeque

This fluff ball caused quite a stir at son Josh's work two weeks ago. He was unloading a shipment on the dock that had come in from Anaheim and was moving some shrink-wrapped cabinets into a delivery for Lowe's, but he kept hearing what sounded like a kitten. He finally identified a specific cabinet but since he wasn't carrying a knife, he called to another guy to come over and listen and to bring a knife. They both were sure they weren't hearing things and sliced off the wrap, opened up the door to find two very tiny kittens.

The kitten doing all the protesting was the small black one. The black and white kitten appeared to be dead. The shipment from Anaheim takes a full day and who knows how long they had been in that cabinet. They bought milk from the vending machine and made a eye dropper of sorts from the shell of a ball-point pen. By this time a number of the staff were engaged, and one women went to a store for an eyedropper and formula. The kittens are so frantic for food, that DIL Missy says she still has to hold their heads to feed them because they cast about wildly in search for food.
Today was Josh and Missy's end of summer barbeque, and to prove it, the weather cooper-
ated with rain. This is cousin Luke with the yet unnamed kitties. They haven't been to a vet or been sexed so the names will have to wait. Luke loves kitties, but I bet you can tell that from his ffom his face.
This is Missy's first knitting project ever. She started on it at our Gathering last month and today we bound off and sewed in the tails. I am so proud of her even stitches and selvedges. It truly gave me goosebumps. I brought her some cotton and a pattern for a diagonal washcloth. I cast on the four stitches for her and then she took it from there, including her introduction to yarn overs. But then I told her that I wanted to switch her over to continental knitting. She took right to it. It gave me goosebumps again. She grew up watching and listening to her grandmother knit. The time was right. She was a knitter all along.