She is such a pretty girl.
And he is such a good-lookin’ fella. I love that you can see her playing with the track toy, in the mirrors behind him.
“Today’s the day I’m gonna get that ball OUT of the track, lady.”
His face is cracking me up. “I don’t know what’s going on here, but that’s okay.”
The belly, 3 weeks after we got her.
And here’s a comparison of the three belly pictures.
I weighed her yesterday, and she now weighs 7 pounds, 8.6 ounces. That’s a gain of a pound and a half since we got her; 12 ounces of that in the last week. As of last night she’s still eating a lot, so probably not today. Or maybe today! Who knows? Not me.
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Dewey cannot even believe we’ve shut off the foster room again. He liked hanging out in there!
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Previously
2018: I bet that fur would soak up half a gallon of paint in no time flat.
2017: “Woof! I’m a giraffe!” says Dennis.
2016: No entry.
2015: “Hello, sunshine, my old friend; I’ve come to warm my furs again.”
2014: “I just like to snuggle rather than roll around like brutes. Is that so wrong?”
2013: Obviously the cats can’t stay in their cages while the painting is going on, so Mercury, Kennebec, and Baby Beans are back here until Friday morning.
2012: Everett takes a break from jumping to show the correct waltzing form.
2011: Alice and Rhyme were both adopted on Saturday!
2010: Ouiser ultimately got the upper hand, and Drum ran for his life!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: She became entirely liquid somehow, and flowed through my fingers and across the room, ending up under the bed.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.