Waiter, there is a hair in my bread!

In other words: meet the new Bakers....

We finally bit the bullet, it has taken us many years but as son nr. 2 stated at the dinner table three days ago: wow, we have animals in our house. Well we had before, once we were the proud owners of a tiny white rabbit. The tiny white rabbit quickly grew out to be a humongous white rabbit monster who defended his property with all the strength he had. Let me tell you, that was a lot! Picture a guard/attack dog in rabbit disguise.

This rabbit needed two people to feed him (no, not to carry the amount of food). One to distract his not so loving attention, the other one to quickly fill his bowl. Can you imagine how it was to clean his cage? Thick sweater, muscles, leather garden gloves... This one was not to be cuddled. So sad, rabbit not happy, kids not happy, mum not happy at all. So, he was lovingly adopted by a care farm where he had the room to roam and manifest his ability to rule...(scared the sh** out of the cattle there).

Enter a couple of years nothing, a year debating whether we should have a dog... a little one? A larger one? We were so tempted after having our dog on "loan" for a week. We decided we were not up to that challenge yet, especially since I am so easily scared by dogs.

Enter Milo and NaNa the kittens! I used to have two cats long long time ago so this is something I'm familiar with. Called the animal shelter and last week we could come and get them. Brother and sister, one blue-eyed white with red points (nose, ears and tail), one a tortoise-shell. Now these are from one litter, NaNa is a small playfull little pleaser and takes the lead in exploring the house and us, but have a look at Milo.... he is almost twice her size already and they are only 4-5 months now. He is white. He is big. He already has this regal attitude... Does that sound familiar?

There is not much cooking/baking going on at the moment, I "suffer" from a serious cold and have trouble keeping my eyes open long enough to cook, let alone take pictures, but I promise the kitchen counters will be off-limits for animals. No hairs in my food!