Monday, December 10, 2012

Orphans of the Storm, three little Wooden Annies

Arrived today a group of three wooden cotton reel dolls, explaining that they were refugees from the big storm in Minnesota, all that snow, way over their heads, they figured they could do better, and arranged to move in here courtesy of KH, who had rescued them and provided foster care until they could find a forever home.

 My wooden peasant doll took over and installed them in her rocker,

then the Dollivers accepted them into their rocker, too. 
Since the newcomers are too small to borrow D clothes, they are safe here.  But they need names, if blogistas would be so kind.  They prefer to stay together in a group, so it's okay to have a group name and individual ones, too.

Elton asked if we needed a quick rendition of Good King Wenceslas, what with the snow and all, but was persuaded to hold off till it was more seasonal.

Meanwhile, Marigold and Duncan discovered a little package of excellent nip in the parcel, too, and tried it out, rolling and howling and trying to wash their faces with paws that kept on missing their faces and sort of flying out, causing more than one brisk fight, neither capable of landing a paw on the other, no harm done.





  Happy happy kitties.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love the sudden spastic elbow straightening that comes with nip ingestion! Poor silly darlings...

Might they all be Annies? If so... Rooney, Oakley, Leibovitz, Hall, Lennox, Shirley...

xo maj

Minimiss said...

I like the Annies suggestion. Aren't the kitties funny with catnip.

dogonart said...

The "Annies" sounds like a good idea.

ari_1965 said...

Oh, they look very good in their rocker.

mittens said...

oh, those cats. I am laughing unto tears over the last photo with duncan in wipe-out mode...