Hanging out with Uncle Stefan.
Raleigh is fascinated by Uncle Stefan.
Uncle Stefan is all “Yeah, kid, I know. I’m fabulous!”
Uncle Stefan finds Charlotte interesting.
“MISTER, YOU KEEP YOUR NOSE TO YOURSELF.”
::sniff::sniff::SNIFF::SNIFFITY::SNIFF:: went Chesnee.
::grab::CHOMP:: went Uncle Stefan.
“Mister Uncle Stefan, you are appalling,” said Chesnee. “I am appalled!”
::glare:: went Charlotte.
“I demand an apology! DO YOU HEAR ME?!” said Chesnee.
“Sorry,” said Stefan.
“Well, then,” said Chesnee. “Half-hearted apology accepted!”
“I do not care for the cut of your jib, Sir,” proclaimed Iva. “NOT AT ALL.”
“Hi, Mister Uncle ‘Fan. We can be friends now?” offered Chesnee.
“Sure, kid,” said Uncle Stefan.
And then it all went terribly wrong.
“All this socializing has worn me out, kid. I gotta take a nap. ::smooch::”
(Please note Iva back there, staring at nothing. I think perhaps she’s high off the silvervine.)
“C’mere, kid,” Uncle Stefan said to Raleigh. “Let’s take a nap together. I won’t bite you too hard.”
“No thank you, Uncle Stefan. I’m good,” said Raleigh.
“Kid! Come gimme a hug!” he said to Chesnee.
“No thank you, Uncle Stefan. I’ve seen the way you operate. I AM UNINTERESTED IN YOUR ANTICS.”
Uncle Stefan finally settled down in one of the beds, and Raleigh felt safe enough to give him a good sniffing before scampering off to play.
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Previously
2015: No entry.
2014: What better way to spend a wet, wintry Sunday?
2013: Carmela is just a little ‘nip fiend.
2012: “I’m thankful for being gorgeous.”
2011: Chuckles. PLEASE. Am I going to have to get you a valium? Calm DOWN.
2010: Reacher has reached overload, apparently.
2009: I told Fred she’s a kitten magnet.
2008: No entry.
2007: Bath time in the condo.
2006: On ur desk slurping ur water (and about to take flight).
2005: I suppose this is one way to spoon.
Visits With Uncle Stefan are my favorite posts, no matter which kittens they are. I snort/laughed through this post!
me too!
I know! He’d be a blast at the kids table at family reunions, lol. (If cats and kittens had family reunions. And sat at tables. Oh, you know what I mean!!)
What???!!! They don’t????!!! {{scared for life}}
Me three! Robyn gives the best storylines!
I love Uncle Stefan!!! Love how he just makes himself at home on one of the beds. Does he eat their kitten food too?
How else do you think he keeps his girlish figure?!
Haha – I was going to say “Look at him. Of course he does!” He goes up, eats a little of their food, sleeps in their beds. He cracks me UP.
excuse me, comin through, let me just clear this up.. oh look a soft bed.. don’t mind if I do..
What a great way to start my morning 🙂 I almost snorted coffee through my nose when Iva told Stefan she didn’t like the cut of his jib, not at all! And then Iva spaced out in the background, possibly high on silvervine, that just was the last straw. No more coffee until I’m done reading!! 🙂
I thought “MISTER, YOU KEEP YOUR NOSE TO YOURSELF.” was going to be my favorite. Well, they all ended up being excellent. Thank you for the laugh! Iva in the background cracked me up! 🙂
“And then it all went terribly wrong” is when the snorting began.
I loved this! Robyn, you are wonderful.
Sad news: Scott Eric Kaufman, writer for Lawyers, Guns & Money and Salon, and the straight man to Oldman cats Virgil & Mund (https://www.facebook.com/oldmancat/) has died after a brief illness.
He wrote a lovely obituary for a cat who had decided the SEK household was just good enough for him, which seems fitting today: http://acephalous.typepad.com/acephalous/2014/11/in-the-summer-of-1998-or-thereabouts-the-dates-are-difficult-to-remember-in-the-whorl-of-those-undergradute-years-i-fou.html
YAY for Uncle Stefan!!! those kittens don’t know how good they got it
Great post-enough said!
I think this post belongs to the Love-and-Hisses Hall of Fame
We’re all fascinated by Uncle Stefan!
Robyn, I’m going to seek your advice on this situation. Our rescue was contacted today by someone who has a 7-year old and a 2-year boy that behaves “like a 2-year old boy”. They have an old dog and a 12-year old cat and want to adopt a pair of young kittens (they didn’t say exactly how old, but probably 8-10 weeks old, is what I’m thinking). My intuition is that a young adult cat is a better option, because the kittens might end up bothering the old dog and the old cat, and because adult cats tend to be better with kids – toddlers can hurt kittens unintentionally, and kittens, being rambunctious as they are, might end up scratching the child (or growing up to be frightened of the child). Do you think my thoughts are right, or would you just let them have a pair of kittens? I have drafted a response, but thought I’d ask you about this in case a similar situation comes up in the future.
I agree with you – people tend to want kittens for their little kids, and it’s a rare toddler who can be gentle enough with kittens. Go with your instincts!
Love the story with Mr. Uncle ‘Fan 🙂
the bit about Iva was my favorite part