Those kittens are killing me with the cute. Delmar and Lem are coming downstairs more and more during the day. Every once in a while, I’ll hear Delmar in the next room, meowing sadly like he’s suddenly realized that he is in need of love and doesn’t know where the love supply is kept. When I call him, he runs to me and I pick him up and kiss him and pet him and snuggle him, and he purrs and purrs and purrs.
I go upstairs at least a couple of times during the day, and all four kittens always join me and snuggle up to me and purr and purr and purr.
The girls are still more skittish than the boys, but compared to how they were when we first got them, it’s like night and day. I thought for a long time that Claudette would never ask to be petted, and now she demands love from me regularly.
LOVE DEM KITTEHS.
Check out the size of that paw. He’s going to be a BIG boy.
Delmar helps Miz Poo keep an eye on the birds.
I love it when Lem catches sight of the birds. He’ll sit there and watch them for a long, long time.
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Previously
2007: No entry.
2006: Fred And3rson and the Always Ready for Snackin’ Time Players present “Who’s Ready for a Snack?”
2005: No entry.
Damn those are some big paws!
Oh, Lem, My Lemuel (he’s my favorite), My Orange Creamsicle Dreamsicle. Hey, I think I just made a Haiku….oh, yeah, if I broke the whole syllable rule thing! I luurves the Lem!