Meet the sweet treats.

Jacob finally broke. How you ask????

Kirsten made a list of what she needed to own a kitty and how she would take care of it and pay for it.  She also included how she had already found some on Craig's list (she's taking after her dad) and then closed her sweet letter by saying, "That she would love it so much she would even name it."  Then she left it on his pillow.

So on the way home from a cousin's baptism from San Antonio, we went out of the way to Elgin (I guess free cats are hard to find in Texas.  They had them out like candy in Idaho) and somehow one cat turned into two.  But the stipulation was, they had to be boys.  No girls.  No multiplying.

So meet Krackel and Rolo.

Kirsten wanted to name them after candy and we all thought it was a cute idea.  This is Rolo.  He has the white on him.

This is Krackel.  The kids love them, the cousins love them, and the neighbors love them.  They have been plenty spoiled.  (And yes, they are outside cats.)