Well, hello. Who do we have here?
We have new foster kittens, is what we have. Let me introduce you!
They are 6 1/2 weeks old – date of birth January 7th – and they are absolutely delightful. Old enough to eat on their own and they use the litterbox beautifully, but still tiny – Paul’s the heaviest at the moment, weighing in at just under a pound and a half on Saturday – with those partly-blue eyes, pointy little tails, and the tendency to skitter sideways at each other.
They were born to a feral mother – but not just ANY feral mother: they are younger siblings to Lita Ford, Stevie Nicks, and Pat Benatar! (And yes, plans are absolutely in place to trap and spay their mother. She’s proving to be hard to catch, though – Kathie and Winnie said that they think they’re going to need to use a drop-trap to get her.)
I got them on Thursday, and they were a little nervous at first, but now they run over to me every time I walk into the room. When I sit down, they pile into my lap for love and kisses – and to fight with each other, of course – before they go running off to play.
Somehow I have not yet squeezed them so hard that the marshmallow fluff comes out their ears, but it’s really really hard not to!
Peter is a fan of the fountain.
“This scratcher is tasty, lady.”
Flirting with the track toy mouse.
Peter checks out the basket o’ toys.
The picture’s kind of blurry, but I think the attitude comes through, loud and clear.
I feel confident that we can look forward to many, many Open Mouths of Outrage.
Mary gives me the Pouty Princess attitude.
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Stefan gets flirty with his new favorite toy.
“I lufffff you, feather/cardboard toy!”
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Previously
2014: No entry.
2013: No entry.
2012: (This picture does no justice to the size of the belleh.)
2011: No entry.
2010: I mean, seriously – have you ever seen such happy monkeys?
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: Smilin’ Joe.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.