Just a reminder – the Etsy store RileysStar Jewelry (which has some utterly adorable pendants!) is giving Challenger’s House 20% of their sales through midnight tonight. Go check it out, buy, and make sure you note “Challenger’s House” in the notes to seller during checkout.
I ordered this pendant right here (along with a few other things) – SO cute!
You’ve got ’til midnight tonight – go shop, and tell ’em Challenger’s House sent you!
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I was looking through one of the many folders on my desktop, and realized that I’d never shared any pictures or video of Privet that Fred (and the game cam) took before he captured her and brought her inside. And I thought y’all might like to see then-and-now pictures of Hemlock and Juniper, too.
It’s terribly blurry, but there she is at the feeding station across the driveway from the house. Fred took this picture through the window.
You can barely see her – this is her, sitting in the privet near the fence to the blue coop yard. Just off-camera was the trap, which she’d been dancing in and out of all day long.
Here’s game cam video of her hanging out with Stefan, eating at the feeding station, and slipping through the tiny crack into the tractor shed. Of course the game cam died before Fred put the trap out and (eventually) caught her, but I thought this was interesting anyway.
That was then – this is now. I think she’s decided this “inside” business isn’t so bad.
Silly girl.
And here’s Hemlock the day I brought him home.
Sad little mess.
And now!
Smug little brat.
Juniper, the day I brought her (and Spruce and Cypress) home.
Scared, hiding under the scratcher.
And now.
“What up, lady? You got treats?”
Yesterday morning we put the screen door up at the bottom of the stairs and let the kittens out of the foster room. They were freaked out at first, but then they started exploring. At one point, Hemlock came to the bottom of the stairs, and when he saw me, he started rolling around and purring. A little later, Juniper got to the bottom of the stairs and started crying. I think she got down there, and couldn’t remember how to get back to safety (the foster room.) I opened the door to pick her up, and she SHOT through the door into my room, climbed up onto the cat tree in there, and then started walking along the windowsill, her tail floofed out. I finally got hold of her and took her upstairs, and she ran into the foster room and hid for a few minutes before she came back out to explore.
Both Hemlock and Juniper napped with me yesterday afternoon. Privet came up on the bed to check things out a few times, but she had things to do. I expect another few days, I’ll be covered with all three kittens at nap time!
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Previously
2015: “I am but a wee baby, and she is SQUOOSHING ME!”
2014: He looks like a bearded old man, doesn’t he?
2013: Norbie gives me the Eyes of Skepticism.
2012: Before you start reading this, please know: it does not have a sad ending.
2011: No entry.
2010: Julie is NOT sitting on the table.
2009: I have fallen head over heels for these monkeys. I always do.
2008: It’s good to be king.
2007: Maryanne continues to make herself at home.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.