The Gattini Saga

     Remember when I was young and stupid and thought "Yes!  I am SO excited to have three four day old kittens to take care of!!"..?  Old Mary Rose, you were so impressionable.  I got distracted by microscopic paws and whiskers.  Those kittens were insane.  Yeah, they were cute for the first day when they were wiped out from their long journey, but once they got settled in our homes it was a whole different story.  We had to wake up every two to three hours to feed them from a bottle, after which we had to calm down their meows so the entire Marche region didn't wake up.

      Don't get me wrong, I loved those kittens.  But when the other apartment's landlord said she would take them off our hands, I think we were all relieved.  Yesterday we received the great news that they found the gattini's mother and the gattinis actually have another sibling!!  The mother was moving them and got started and left behind the three (bad parenting of the year), but mother and kittens have been reunited and it all went well.  We're supposed to go visit them next week in their new home which I will surely update you all on.

The kittens in one of their more tranquil states

HIS. TONGUE. WAS. STICKING. OUT. WHILE. HE. WAS. SLEEPING.

      We went to a farm to do hard labor for our Philosophy of Food class.  That's as detailed as I can get about it for a couple reasons.  One, I have already mentally blocked out that entire day.  Two, if I think about it too hard I might cry.  But I think the trip was positive in the aspect that it confirmed I was right when I, at a young age, decided that I never wanted to be a farmer.  Ever.

My crew.

      The bambinos are still great.  Next week is my last week teaching with them and they are already starting to freak out (as am I).  We're going to have a huge photoshoot next week, but decided to get some selfie practice in today.

One of my bambinos presented me with a chocolate bunny.

It's hard to believe that the beginning of the lasts are coming.  Next week is my last week of teaching.  Next week we are going to Nice, France, as our last trip (other than the two days in Venice prior to my flight back to Chicago).  I'll write a more poignant post about these lasts later.  Don't want to think about it at the moment because I'm about to go get some pizza and watch a movie for class.

Ciao tutti!!