Update on Francesca and Nacho: they are adapting well to being at Petsmart, and are being well cared for by the volunteers. Hopefully they’ll get to go home very soon!
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Linzer’s keeping an eye on Cinnaspin.
Cinnaspin’s all “Who, MEEEE?”
All eyes on me.
Linzer’s loony little face just kills me.
So Cinnaspin and Linzer are doing well. They have the run of the upstairs during the day, and since they’ve been with us for 4 weeks now and have had their first vaccinations, I feel pretty safe in allowing them access to the rest of the house during the day. I’ll start letting them explore later today, most likely, and we’ll see how that goes. They had a very short meeting with Uncle Archie last night. Cinnaspin just looked at him from afar – Linzer went in for a nose sniff, and then Uncle Archie got overwhelmed (he is easily overwhelmed) and went back downstairs.
They are both just total snugglebugs, and while I can just lean down and pick Cinnaspin up, Linzer will still skitter away. But if I sit down and talk to her, she comes right over to me. Linzer lives life according to her own rules, is what I’m saying (and they are both big Churu fans, so if I need to lure Linzer closer, that’s the simplest way to do it.)
They’re 11 weeks old now (as of yesterday), and hopefully their spay surgery will be scheduled soon.
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An old shot of Dewey (from 2017), so y’all don’t forget what a pretty boy he is. (For newer readers: Dewey avoids having his picture taken, and I am respecting his decision (since I don’t want him to run away every time he sees me.) I live in hope that he’ll change his mind, but it’s been like 5 years so I think he’s pretty set in his decision.)
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) over the weekend.
Linzer organizes herself.
It’s Friday the 13th, so if a magnificent black cat crosses your path, kiss him for luck. ❤️ (That’s permanent resident Khal. And yes, I did kiss him!)
Linzer (left) and Cinnaspin, all snuggled up for a nap.
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As expected, Linzer and Cinnaspin think that track toy is AMAZING.
Good night innernets. (Cinnaspin)
Good morning. We are grumpy because we were promised sunshine and there ain’t no sunshine. (Linzer, left, and Cinnaspin)
Cinnaspin is all “Stop moving around, lady, I’m trying to NAP.”
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Cinnaspin has discovered the dog fur toy* and thinks it’s very, very interesting.
*It’s a big ol’ wad of dog fur that we brushed off of our Great Pyrenees dogs George and Gracie (who have been gone for several years). I ran the dog fur through the washer for multiple cycles until it kind of felted together. To me it doesn’t have a smell, but cats and kittens always find it intriguing.
Watch out, Linzer’s got places to GO!
Good night innernets. (Linzer and Cinnaspin)
Lapkittens. (Cinnaspin & Linzer)
That track toy gives Linzer the crazy eyes.
No, I did not send the taco truck with Kim (I did send her tunnel and a ton of toys, though!) The taco truck was purchased by this little entrepreneur (Cinnaspin), who is headed off to make the tacos right now.
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Are Cinnaspin and Linzer napping peacefully, or are they kicking each others’ butts? I don’t think you even need to watch the video to know the answer to that.
Good night innernets. (Cinnaspin and Linzer)
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Previously
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: In case you missed it on social media yesterday, not only is Natalia NOT pregnant, she’s actually already been spayed! No kittens for her.
2019: Getting his ‘nip on.
2018: “Don’t get TOO handsy, lady.”
2017: First sighting of Frankie!
2016: No entry.
2015: “I wanted the wall basket to MYSELF.”
2014: I just love it so very much when cats sit there with the end of their tongue sticking out, all “Wha? Wha tho funny? Why you laughin’?”
2013: I should rename him Baleful Beans.
2012: I went a little astray from my original idea, but when I was done, I laughed and laughed like a big dork.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Humans are just so stupid, that’s the way they is made.
2007: I think it’s possible that Newt, who is Not Our Cat, might end up becoming an inside cat. (HA – ya THINK, 2007 Robyn? You really think he might? Here’s an update: he spends 99.999% of his time inside, piled up in an overstuffed cat bed like a big ol’ slug.)
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
You’ve got to love a self-organizing kitten. If she keeps it up, maybe she’ll be able to do her new family’s taxes next year.
I mean, a girl’s gotta have a career!