I am starting to wonder if I wasn't bitten by a werefluttershy or a Disney princess overnight.

Because I've had FIVE encounters with friendly animals this morning, ranging from the usual Peebles and Transom Cat (i.e. Shadow) encounter, to running into Luna The Cafe Dog and her new foster buddy Shiloh in a failed attempt to get donuts...

To catching Snowy and Olive's new daddy out on the porch, whereupon he opened up the door and showed me the two precious void children I raised, happy and ENORMOUS.

It's the first I've spotted them in months since they really are NOT interested in the outdoors-- I'm so happy, I worked so hard to ensure they would never know the street-cat life-- and I knew they'd grown but HOLY SHIT. Beautiful sweet minipanthers, healthy and so happy.

We did good, but their new dad Kim is doing AMAZING. He apparently toughed out Ida just to spare them an evac. We had a lengthy conversation about the majesty and terror of nature. He's a really neat guy.

Oh and I got a Lizard Combo of 3. Ask @anthracite. :D