Location: San Francisco, California, USA

This is August in his box at 12 weeks old. We still have the box, and he’ll still climb in it sometimes, but now, at seven months old, he doesn’t really fit! (He has grown into his ears a bit since this picture though!) August is my sweet little lover boy. He is the most affectionate, loving kitten I’ve ever met. His sister Lucy’s my feisty little spitfire. I would have loved to submit a pic of both my kittens, but Lucy doesn’t sit still long enough for a good picture. All the ones I have of her she’s either asleep or blurry. I met August & Lucy at an adoption fair in front of a supermarket a few months ago. I’d been planning to get milk & eggs at the store, not kittens, but I instantly and absolutely fell in love with August & Lucy that day, and knew I was theirs forever. I am a life-long cat lover who adopted her first stray at age four (and was so determined my parents couldn’t stop me), but when I met August & Lucy I’d been living without cats for four years, the longest I’ve ever been without furballs in my life. Now that I have little August & little Lucy, I can’t understand why I waited four years. Both of them pounce on me every morning when my alarm goes off, kneading and purring and knowing full well I am a sucker for kitten cuddles when I’m first waking up. How did I ever live without this?