“STOP petting me. You think I climb into your lap for you to PET me? NO. Just stop, lady. STOP.”
Puff and the Norbs, once again in that basket. They love it SO.
Khaleesi keeps an eye on the babies.
How many Dragons can we fit in that basket?
The head size difference is pretty amazing, no? (Ember on the left, Scorch on the right.)
Norbert checks out Khaleesi’s food, while Khaleesi supervises.
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“Lady, there’s BIRDS out there. How do I get to them?”
Getting that toy isn’t the problem – KEEPING it is.
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Because I apparently cannot read a calendar, y’all got a dose of Sugarbutt yesterday when it was Newt’s turn. So today you get Newt AND Maxi, you lucky readers!
Pretty Newt. I imagine this is very much what Scorch is going to look like when he’s an adult.
Maxi, keeping an eye on stuff. I’ve been meaning to tell y’all this – Maxi went to the vet last month for her yearly checkup. She can be a scaredy cat, so I thought she would be that way at the vet, maybe hissing and even smacking at them. She was actually SO into the attention and petting the vet tech and nurse gave her that she was purring like crazy and DROOLING with happiness. (Maxi initially belonged to the people who sold us this house. They didn’t take her with them because they “couldn’t catch her,” according to them. Yep. I can see how that would be a problem. NOT. Clearly I’m wearing my judgey pants when it comes to this topic.)
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Previously
2012: “And also ::GROWL::” said Sugarbutt.
2011: Miss Dorfy has gone to her forever home in… (drumroll) St. Louis!
2010: No entry.
2009: “Who, me?”
2008: Kara’s all “Really? We’re still doing this, seven weeks later? REALLY? Are you KIDDING me?”
2007: Speaking of Maxi and Newt, I have to say – they are some tiny, tiny cats.
2006: No entry.
2005: If I could just bottle that energy.