In case you missed it over the weekend, Saturday I posted updated weights and pictures of the Noms, and Sunday was just all kinds of lazy.
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Emmy and the Noms are doing just fine. The last few times I’ve gone into the room and she was out of the box, she kept an eye on me until I got down on the floor, but she was willing to stay out of the box. I even petted the kittens a few times without her running over to get into the box with them, so that’s pretty awesome!
They certainly do love their mama.
I love it when they pile up and sleep.
“What the- ?”
Fred thinks that the kitten right next to Emmy (I think it’s Razzie, but can’t swear to it) looks like Cartman whining “Mooooooom!”
“But Mooooooooom!”
It’s a three-kitten-pillow nap.
I snapped this through the foster room window. Is it just me or does that middle cloud look like a dog’s head?
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Poor Miz Poo, she’s just getting over being sick (an upper respiratory infection). She had to go to the vet TWICE in the past two weeks, and let us just say that she is NO fan of the vet. She’s finally getting back to her old self, including carrying a toy through the house keening at the top of her lungs the entire way.
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Previously
2011: No entry.
2010: Meet the Bookworms. (Psst! This is Corbie’s litter!)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: Moving into Crooked Acres.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.