Happy Thlurrrpsday, y’all!
Charleston is feeling a little thlurrrpy.
Iva is skeptically thlurrrpy.
Charlotte gets her thlurrrp on.
Chesnee and Iva get some tandem thlurrrping going.
Chesnee’s got an impressive tongue!
Charleston saw the thlurrrping going on and came right over to stick his head under that tongue. This is a move right out of Ponyboy’s playbook – he must have left instructions somewhere in the room!
Some pleased thlurrrping from Charleston.
And more Charleston thlurrrping.
Iva thlurrrping the baby food off the Spoon of Yum.
Iva again. She and Charleston are some thlurrrpy kittens.
I bet if Charlotte really tried, she could clean her ears with that tongue.
Thlurrrpy Charleston again!
Well, at least her nose is clean.
I didn’t manage to get a single picture of Raleigh thlurrrping, so here’s one of him un-thlurrrpy.
I stuffed a pillow in the wall condo because the kittens were spending all their time in it, and Raleigh just doesn’t understand why he can’t get in there!
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I know I’ve shared a picture of Newt already this week, but I thought this one went well with today’s theme. THLURRRP!
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Previously
2015: “Pow, lady. Right in the kisser!”
2014: Her name is Catelyn, and she is floofily fabulous.
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: I called my father the “PaParazzi” and then laughed and laughed at my hilarity (the grandkids all call him PaPa.)
2010: And Miz Poo smacked him with the Paw o’ Doom.
2009: Her daughter was holding a box. Of kittens. Tiny kittens.
2008: “Is that… are they EATING something?”
2007: No entry.
2006: I hope you people who wanted to know what happens when Maddy’s sleeping on the printer and I need to print something out are happy, because you’re all going to hell.
2005: There is nothing on god’s green earth that makes Sugarbutt happier than eating.