Ooh, Cinnaspin pie (my favorite)!
Nacho’s all “Look! It’s a me-sized couch!”
Yep, I had to do some kitten-rearranging here. (It has literally just this moment occurred to me that I should get out the divided chip-and-dip dish, and then I’d have fewer dishes to do!)
Francesca’s just chillin’.
Linzer has a sleepy.
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Lincoln – who was snoozing on the heated bed before I walked into the room – is keeping a close, worried eye on me.
Lincoln and Lilly hanging out under the cat tree. (I had just put a toy mouse up on the next level of the cat tree, and Lilly was on the verge of pulling it down.)
One thing about Lincoln and Lilly is that being petted is not their love language, at least not at this point. They’ll tolerate it, and if you rub Lilly’s ear she’ll even (eventually) purr for you, but they’d much rather play. They like the feather teaser (probably not least because it keeps the humans at a distance) and if I put a toy up on the cat tree, it’ll be smacked to the floor by the next time I go into the room. They definitely play hard (I can hear them playing, and can see them on the camera I have in the room with them). They just may never be snuggly lap kittens, but then again – maybe they will be. Time will tell.
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An old shot of Dewey, from 2017. The neighbors were doing something, and Dewey was getting his Kravitz on.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Jake wonders if you’d like to be his valentine (his val-LOON-tine) and join him in his love shack?
Cinnaspin + Mister Frog = True Love 4-Eva
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Cinnaspin climbed into the container of toys, chose one, and proceeded to try to tear it apart while we watched in amazement.
Nacho has a tiny (BIG) crush on Khal, and who could blame her?
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It’s Churu time! Giving 4 kittens a Churu with one hand while trying to shoot a video with the other goes about as smoothly as you’d expect.
This distinguished gentleman (permanent resident Charlie) is wondering if you’d like to be his valentine? Bonus points if you come bearing Churu.
Good night innernets. (Francesca)
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Previously
2022: She’s like “Lady, I’ma need you to come over here…”
2021: But I’m not gonna worry too much. ‘Cause it’s all gonna be fiiiine.
2020: No entry.
2019: Sleep, nurse, sleep, nurse, sleep, wiggle around, sleep, nurse, sleep.
2018: Checking out his escape route.
2017: The eyes have it.
2016: I opened the door to the rest of the upstairs on Saturday, and she came out briefly to look around before she went back into the foster room, climbed into the wall condo and went back to sleep.
2015: No entry.
2014: Norbdate, Flookdate, and Tony(Soprano)date!
2013: “I am just a wee bebbeh chick, poor sad, defenseless meeeeeee…”
2012: Alice showing Sally Peppers who the boss is with that outstretched paw just kills me DEAD.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: And yet, somehow I’m SURPRISED that the bedspread is covered in cat hair.
2007: It was severely gross, yet oddly fascinating.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
So many valentine’s offers, how could I ever say no to Charlie and 9especially) Jake? YES, jake, I’ll be your val-loon-tine. And yes to you, too, Charlie. Love really IS all around. Seeing photos of and stories about those tw — and the uhnky Khal — always brighten my day.