In case you were worried, the Taters are getting puh-LENTY of cardboard in their daily diet. (Actually, they bite it off, shred it, and leave it on the floor for me to vacuum up. Aren’t they thoughtful?)
They love to climb up the cedar scratching post, stand on the end of the bed, and watch the other kittens.
I’m not sure why Stompers felt the need to lick my shirt but, y’know, whatever. Rock on, little man.
I guess no one’s been chewing on Fianna’s whiskers – they are a sight to behold.
Stompers attempts to pick a fight with one of the girls.
Pouting because I told him to be nice.
Oh, his little profile kills me dead.
“Is time for the kissin’?”
It’s ALWAYS time for the kissin’, little Stomps.
I don’t remember what happened here – I think Brandywine was letting them nurse, and then she was like “MAMA IS DONE” and got up and walked off, and they were all standing there with cartoon question marks over their little heads. “Wha’ happen?”
“Lady, would like to go away from here. Please put me in the little room with the food I don’t have to share, and if there’s a gentleman caller like yesterday, so much the better. He was kind of shy.”
(FYI, Brandywine got a couple of hours with Tommy yesterday. Tommy was hanging out in Fred’s room and wasn’t inclined to leave, so I left him in there. It seemed to go okay. Brandywine is a pretty calm cat; she reminds me of Maggie.)
“I am pining away for my mama.”
Caspian is suddenly struck by a thought.
“It can be time for the snackin’?”
Then from outside the door came a loud noise. The noise of a little orange kitty (Kennebec) climbing over the barrier.
“I heard food in there! Let me in! I’m starving! LET ME IN!”
Mr. Stripey went to investigate.
“Mister, what you want?”
“I heard a can of food opening in there! Let me in! I’m dying of starvation!”
“Dude, there’s no food in here. We ate it. Also, I don’t know how to work the door handle and couldn’t reach it even if I DID know how. Also also, you startled me and made me go ::floof::”
“Let me in anyway! I know there’s gotta be crumbs left in the dish! You kids don’t know what it’s like to be hungry. That lady feeds you like 30 times a day. Out here in the real world, we’ve gotta hunt for our food and work for it! Sometimes we have to walk TEN FEET to get to a food bowl. It’s brutal!”
“Give me your paw, mister! I’ll pull you through!”
(Coming tomorrow: the rest of the story, as told by Caspian!)
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Previously
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: “Hey! Guys! I don’t wanna brag or nothin’, but did you notice I’m in the box??”
2008: Kaylee the fearsome beast demonstrates that she can unhinge her jaw and swallow your head whole, if she so desires.
2007: “I am highly suspicious of your intentions, lady.”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.