The kittens’ spays and neuters went just fine yesterday. By the time I got them home mid-afternoon, the girls were running at about half speed, and the boys were racing around like nothing had happened save the occasional confused looks (and licks) at their back ends. I imagine that the girls will be back to normal today.
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What’s going on? Are Buxton and Calais about to leap at Bethel and hold her down and nibble her neck? No, they’re not looking at Bethel…
They were looking at the blue spring, the best toy ever!
Oh, that Eliot. She is such a little cutie!
The OtisMallow, giving me the stink eye.
Moop will have y’all know that the Arundel bed is very soft and comfy.
Calais, looking at where the feather teasers hang, and trying to figure out how to get to them.
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Resting after kicking yet another dish towel. An Archie’s job is never done.
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Previously
2017: Chip is weirdly obsessed with the strainer in the utility sink.
2016: “I know she’s got my toy. I’m just biding my time, lady.”
2015: Gracie.
2014: No entry.
2013: Sweet rumpled little monkey girl.
2012: “POLLY, HE IN MY BASKET.”
2011: “Wush up, guysh?”
2010: I guess that toy knows who the boss is now!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.