Weekly Instagram/Facebook/Twitter/Tumblr Roundup.
Now that there are no kittens around to do the job, permanent resident Archie is happy to keep an eye on Earl the Skwerl, the dasterdly sunflower seed stealing squirrel. (Who very well may be Earline the Skwerline, I dunno.)
Permanent resident Alice (inside the Ski Chalet) is like “That guy upstairs is such a jerk.” (That would be Archie, who jumped up there and proceeded to sharpen his claws loudly, obviously hoping Alice would get annoyed and run off, and he’d get the inside of the Ski Chalet himself. But Alice is no dummy. She held fast, and Archie got bored and wandered away.)
Good night innernets. (Permanent resident Khal Drogo, who sleeps at the end of my bed for several nights in a row, until I think this is our new routine, and then he abandons me.)
It’s cold outside, so permanent resident Newt will stay warm inside the ski chalet, if y’don’t mind. (Note: Newt, at almost 14 pounds, is our largest cat and he has no problem at all fitting in that chalet, which came from Target.)
Good night innernets. (Doesn’t that lovely soft pink bed show off permanent resident Archie’s good looks to perfection?)
Throw Back Thursday: permanent resident Jake, in January 2010. His loony little face kills me dead.
Alice (one of our permanent residents) is keeping an eye on that dang Earl the Skwerl ’cause someone’s gotta.
Good night innernets. (Permanent resident Frankie, also known as Franklin Beans.)
Archie appreciates a comfy bed on a cold, dismal, rainy day.
Frankie’s watching for birds; Archie’s watching Frankie. (I thought there might be a kerfuffle, but Frankie ignored Archie long enough that Archie lost interest and wandered off.)
Good night innernets. (Permanent resident Frankie (also known as Franklin Beans) has made that bed his own.)
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Previously
2018: No entry.
2017: Sheriff Mama has pretty much made the kitchen island her own.
2016: I’d say Dustin is a cat’s cat.
2015: ::DRAMA HISS::
2014: Molly’s all “COME HERE, TC, I NEEDS A HUG!”
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: Angry Muppet is annoyed.
2010: “My nose is dirty and I DON’T LIKE IT.”
2009: If that look on her face doesn’t say “smug”, I don’t know what does.
2008: I suppose I can live with being woken up at 4 in the morning, stumbling to the door, and opening it to let them out into the house.
2007: No entry.
2006: Last night, I had every kitten but Merry asleep in my lap
2005: No entry.
I’m behind on my reading, but that sweater bed is BRILLIANT!