Haircuts and kitty cats

I am certifiably an idiot. I got it in my head that I wanted to "trim" M's hair, as she seemed to be growing in a little blonde mullet. So, I searched for my tiny sewing scissors that I used to cut the other girls hair when they were little with, and I couldn't find them. So...I got my shears. M wouldn't be still, but I started "trimming." I guess angling shears doesn't do much for a haircut. The poor girl had a "weight line" across the back of her head. (will post pics). I tried to clean it up, but made it worse. I rushed her to the beauty shop, and a girl fixed it for me, but it's still mighty short. It looks pretty pitiful, in actuality. I just have to laugh at it or I will cry! She looks like Peter Pan.
We also got a new kitten today! My brother found it in the back yard, and we volunteered to take it. I used to not be a cat person, but in the last few years i've encountered a few cool cats, and I thought an outdoor cat lounging on my back porch would be pretty peaceful. Something about sitting on a porch stroking a cat's back is calming. We could use calming around here! The girls are ecstatic. M is the funniest...she just follows it around and makes cooing noises to it. Precious.