12-12-24 Thursday

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Time to let me know if you want a holiday card, with this year’s featured Crooked Acre permanent resident! Go here to Postable, enter your name and address, and your card will be on the way soon. I am happy to send cards to other countries, this is NOT limited to U.S. residents. (Side note: if you’re in Canada, please still feel free to submit your address. I’ll hang onto your card and mail it once the strike is over!) If you have any problems, drop me an email and I’ll do my best to fix it. I’ll take names and addresses until December 20th.

If you’d like to send me a card as well (never ever required, but always appreciated – I don’t keep track of who does or doesn’t send a card, I promise!), send it to:

Robyn Anderson
1260 US HWY 72E, STE B #130
Athens, AL 35611 USA

(PS: If that link doesn’t work for you, or you prefer not to enter your info (I delete your name and address once I’ve downloaded it), you can email me instead.)

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It’s a box full o’ Richie.

“No, really. Go ahead and touch the belly. It’s not a trap.” (It’s a trap.)

Carmy in the jungle tent, keeping an eye on me.

That ball Richie is sitting in came in this quarter’s Pusheen Box. I had hoped that I’d see them running it across the floor like a hamster ball, but what they tend to do is run through it. They don’t hang out in it very much. I’d say it’s not much of a hit with them. (As usual, what’s most popular in the Pusheen Box is the box itself.)

Watchin’ for birds. (Yesterday, a stinkbug got into the house and they discovered it. Richie sniffed it for a long time and then gagged. Did I laaaaaaugh? Oh, you know I did.)

Richie’s not in the mood for workin’, but when your mama is your boss, you don’t have much of a choice.

Richie’s got the most amazing bronze eyes.

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Rocco in the garage, on his heated bed, waiting for his daily Churu and continuing not to be a permanent resident.

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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky) yesterday.

I feel judged.

Eyes on the Churu. From left: Richie, Carmy, Tina. I weighed them yesterday because I was curious how they compare.

Richie: 4 pounds, 14 ounces (2.21 KG)
Carmy: 5 pounds, 5 ounces (2.41 KG)
Tina: 7 pounds, 13 ounces (3.54 KG) So she’s still bigger than they are – but not by much!

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Tina is wearing her craziest crazypants today!

Richie in the Pusheen box with the Ears of Annoyance on display. I love this picture so much!

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Richie’s using the door stop as a kicker toy (I mean, what ISN’T a kicker toy when you’re a kitten?), Tina suddenly realizes she’s late for an important appointment, and Carmy’s having a blast with his yellow spring.

Good night innernets. (Richie (left) and Carmy)

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Previously
2023: It looks like the chair vomited up a Drum.
2022: After all that feather teaser watching, Francesca needed a nap.
2021: No entry.
2020: No entry.
2019: More random pictures!
2018: “Feather teaser! You get DOWN HERE, right NOW!”
2017: Here we go – pictures of the back yard!
2016: Meet Willa.
2015: No entry.
2014: Kitties can have B*tchy Resting Face too!
2013: Paulie’s sounding out the words. “Cheeeeeewyyyyy. Dot com!”
2012: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2011: Jax keeps an eye on Clay. JUST LIKE IN THE SERIES. This cannot end well for Clay.
2010: No entry.
2009: It’s a Christmas miracle!
2008: No entry.
2007: She tried charming me by falling asleep with her tongue sticking out of her mouth.
2006: “Whyfor haff you stopped petting me, Lady? WOE IS ME!”
2005: No entry.

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