Last night:
Privet was adopted! This makes me very happy, because she’s the one I worried most about!
This leaves Juniper and Hemlock at Petsmart together. Hopefully those two will go home together – fingers crossed!
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I don’t know, you think these guys like hanging out in that corner? That’s pretty much where they are at all times unless they’re running around playing (or eating or using the litter box). Ponyboy is always on the top, the other three are always in various configurations on the bottom. (I wish they’d discover the teddy bear bed on the wall!)
I put that bed over there because I wanted them to be comfy, and they wasted little time in pushing it away so they could sleep on the hard floor. Comfort is relative, I guess. (Sodapop, left, and Two-Bit.)
Darry has a think.
Sodapop says “We pushed that bed out for a reason, lady. And that reason wasn’t for you to push it back in. Guess what I’ll be doing as soon as you leave the room?”
Sodapop sharpens his claws, while Darry supervises. Up top, Ponyboy says “Can you tell him to keep it down? Tryin’ to sleep, here!”
“Someone sneezed all over your nice, clean mirrors, lady. It’d be a shame if someone did it again.” (Darry)
Two-Bit is turning into quite the little poser (note Sodapop in the background, under the shelf.)
Darry has fabulous stripes and spots – but I think my favorite part of him is the white line going up his belly.
Ponyboy wonders “You got any more of those freeze-dried shrimps, lady?”
Two-Bit and Sodapop, hanging in the square scratcher, keeping an eye on things.
I offered the kittens a little bit of (canned) goat milk as a treat yesterday, and while they all liked it, Ponyboy was a HUGE fan. If you think I won’t exploit his love of goat milk (and freeze-dried shrimp) for my purposes, you know nothin’. I’ve already lured him over to me a few times. Pretty soon he’s going to make the connection that when I walk into the room, good things happen, and then we will be best friends. Two-Bit and Sodapop have both already been approaching me and will generally let me pet them. Darry’s going to be the hardest nut to crack – but if past experience is anything to go by, once he’s cracked, he’ll be the biggest lovebug of them all.
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Maxi loves to keep us company when we’re outside – when she’s awake, that is.
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Previously
2015: I know it’s super blurry, but I don’t care. I love this picture so much!
2014: No entry.
2013: Jon Snow’s face is killing me. “WHAT THE (BLEEP) IS THAT?!”
2012: King Magoo in the sun.
2011: “I have had enough of your picture-taking shenanigans, lady. PET ME.”
2010: Corby and Reacher are pretty sure that if they’re under the foliage, you can’t see them, and thus you can’t yell at them to get inside.
2009: Feeling smug about his conquering of the cat tower cubby.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: Maddy sadly contemplates the vast expanse of my thigh. How will she ever cross it and reach freedom?!
2005: I sure hope they get adopted together.