Poor Joe Pickle. He was just snoozing, minding his own business, and Polly climbed up and started chomping on him.
Then she headed further up the tree to chomp on Percy.
Petey and Tony Magoo, fighting. Apparently Magoo is not terribly tasty.
He looks SO much like Jake here!
Percy is just the sweetest boy.
Joe, Polly, and Magoo, hanging out on my bed.
Checking out the ceiling fan…
Percy’s all “What’s going on up here?!”
When released into Gen Pop, all kittens eventually end up on the stack of papers on my desk. Apparently they’re quite tasty.
After a brief nose-to-nose with Percy Pickle, Purslane was a bit perturbed.
“That was a lil bit skeery.”
So she went to her safe place.
Then she saw Dandelion lurking around on the floor, and Purslane went meerkat for a moment.
“Did I not make myself clear? There is NO ROOM for sisters up here!”
“Now shoo!”
“Go ‘way!”
And she watched as Dandelion did as she was told.
This is the cat tree in my bedroom. Sometimes it lives in the foster room, sometimes (especially when I’ve got little ones in the foster room who might poop on the base because they might not be 100% on the litter box thing) I move it back into my room. When it’s in my room, it gets plenty of action from the permanent residents. Miz Poo likes to hang out in the condo. At night, Sugarbutt likes to jump up on the top and survey his kingdom.
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Previously
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: “TERRY,” I said. “I thought I was your true love! I thought you loved me best, and now you’re laying in her arms like you could just lay there forever!”
2008: Sights from around Crooked Acres.
2007: “Oh lord, how much more must a poor kitteh suffer? How much longer, lord?”
2006: Maddy loves the belly rubs.
2005: No entry.