There was some confusion yesterday over my saying that Purslane and Thistle would be ready to go to Petsmart after they’re spayed later this week, since the Pickles are older. The Pickles are actually all ready to go, too, we’re just waiting for a big cage to be available to them. If the Weeds go before the Pickles – which is a possibility – it’ll be because they don’t need as large a cage as the Pickles, and there are more of the smaller cages at Petsmart.
But adoptions have been slow lately, so who knows when anyone will be going? Not that I’m in a rush for any of them to go but, y’know, the smaller they are the faster they tend to get adopted. I’d love to see them all in their forever homes as soon as possible.
Joe and Petey, snuggly brudders.
Joe, worrying about his taxes. Such a stressball.
Dandelion, snuggling with Polly and Percy.
I love it so when the Weeds girls use the Pickles as big ol’ body pillows.
“WHAT.”
This is Fred’s room, and though you can’t see it in the picture, he’s got a desk in the corner where he writes. Over the weekend, I went upstairs for something, and glanced into his room (where he was writing) and saw all these Pickles sprawled out on his bed. They really like that blanket (and they really like keeping Fred company. Joe Pickle, especially, likes to stand on the back of Fred’s chair and lick his head as encouragement.)
Pretty Polly.
I love Magoo like you wouldn’t believe. In fact, just looking at this picture, I had to go track him down and kiss him on his little ratbat face.
Dandelion’s ear floof is floofier now that it’s not gummed up with ear medicine.
That is one seriously grumpy Jake. Clearly he needs a nap!
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Previously
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: There’s poop. There’s plenty of poop.
2008: Kara comes back.
2007: “Hey! Where ya goin’? Can I go too?”
2006: Momma Kitty thinks you are acting very suspiciously and if you make any sudden moves, she WILL kick your butt.
2005: No entry.