It’s only been a few months since he was with us so I’m sure y’all remember him, but here’s a picture of RonRon (the kitten formerly known as Tank) when he was with us back in November.
And here he is now!
Paul said: RonRon is fitting in well here and getting bigger!
Dog does not phase him in the least!
I am not the tiniest bit surprised at how well that boy is doing, and I love seeing that sweet face again!
(Thanks, Paul!)
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Hanging out with his catnip toy.
Charles has his Ears of Annoyance on display as he waits for Caroline to be done at the food bowl.
Belly!
Come on, how CUTE are these two?
Charles on the ham-mick.
Charles on the ham-mick, facing down Caroline.
Caroline on the ham-mick, all “What? He didn’t look comfy, I encouraged him to move along.”
One thing that’s different in the foster room this time around, that I haven’t had to deal with in the past, is that there’s no area Charles can’t get to. He’s a fully grown cat, and he’s got excellent jumping skills. Thus far he’s walked up along the shelf over the crate – the one area we didn’t have doors put on, because we figured kittens would never be able to get up there. He’s jumped up onto the wire shelves in the closet, which are 6 feet up (he jumps from the cabinet under the window). He also jumps up onto the top of the built-in cabinet where – if this were a bedroom – a TV would sit. He’s knocked a few things down, but there’s no real damage he can do now that I moved everything breakable behind the doors of the cabinets with doors on them.
In any case, I tell you all that so I can tell you this: on the wall over the built-in (TV) cabinet is where the feather teasers are kept. Every morning when I walk in, there’s one particular teaser laying on the floor. I figured that he was getting up there, knocking a teaser onto the floor, and then playing with it.
So yesterday morning I was scooping litter boxes, and I stepped out of the closet (where the litter boxes are) to see Charles knock the teaser to the floor. He jumped down after it and picked it up, walked over to where Caroline was sitting, dropped it in front of her, and chirruped at her. She sniffed at it, batted at it for a moment, then licked him on top of the head, and walked off.
Then I died from the cute.
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Sometimes Archie knocks over his box of paper so he can climb inside, shred some paper, and then take a bath.
And sometimes he leaves the box sitting upright, climbs inside, and takes a nap.
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Previously
2018: “Halloooooo, laydeez.”
2017: I’m starting to think we should have named Dewey Kravitz.
2016: No entry.
2015: The boys are still not sure about this whole open-door thing.
2014: Dennis is heading toward that bed with PURPOSE.
2013: Lilybet, to no one’s surprise, has not had those babies. (HA)
2012: Good with the babies, was our Maggie.
2011: No entry.
2010: They did not care for Jake and Elwood, is what I’m saying.
2009: I’ll just tell them we’re going for a FUN RIDE and there’ll be toys and nice people to pet them! Think they’ll fall for that?
2008: And after he gives me the Love Eyes, he rolls around and flirts with me ’til I rub his belly.
2007: “Hey. Does this taste funny to you?”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.