Pretty miss Lizzy, keeping an eye on me.
Poor long-suffering TC. “You see? Always with the feets in my face.”
“Hallo, lady. You gonna sit down so I can sit in your lap?”
Waving the feather teaser around brings Lita running.
Molly keeps an eye on that feather teaser.
Ever wondered what the underside of Molly looks like? Here you go!
Lita keeps an eye on the operator of the feather teaser.
Lita (front) and Stevie (back), watching the other kittens jump up after the teaser.
At this point, Lita and Stevie are spending most of their time in the foster room, whereas Pat is still hanging out in the closet unless I go get her and carry her into the room. Once she’s there, she’ll stay out and skulk around the edges of the room. Everyone else, however, will come right over to me to be petted, and there have only been a few hisses between the two litters.
So, basically, it’s going really well. Better than I expected!
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A couple of short videos today. In the first video (which is only 5 seconds long), Molly and Jethro were under the cat tree. I tossed a toy at them, expecting it to land next to Jethro, and him to jump on it. Instead, it landed on his back and made him run off. (The explanation is longer than the video!)
In the second, Molly and Jethro are just racing around, chasing each other and generally being wild.
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I offered to let Sheriff Mama into the foster room to keep those whippersnappers in line, but she said “Kittens? Yeah, I don’t do kittens. THANKS ANYWAY.” and ran off to patrol the back yard.
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Previously
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: We got ‘em out to the pond, and they went in the water like they were doing us a favor.
2010: If today’s pictures have a common theme, I think it would be “I haz a snuggle.”
2009: Mike & Gus: Brudderly…. love?
2008: What I love about this picture is how appalled Delmar looks that Miz Poo is in the bed.
2007: No entry.
2006: “I’ve got the litter-on-my-nose, needin-a-snack, my-brother’s-pickin-on-me, I-need-a-snuggle, please-stop-messing-with-my-fur…”
2005: No entry.