I moved the cat tree from over by the wall to this spot at the end of the bed so the kittens could get onto the bed if they wanted. They wanted, although they prefer to sleep on the cat trees and on the recliner – and also in Fred’s room instead.
Lola has such a smug little face.
Honey still passes through that scratcher from time to time.
As does Cutey. Apparently it’s a tortie magnet.
Oh that Bugs. I could just squoosh him!
Hanging out, watching the feather teaser.
They love to flip that box over, get underneath it, and then stick their paws through the hole at the other kittens. In this case, I believe Cutey was under the box.
Bugs’s turn.
Benjamin, hanging out.
The kittens have met the Churu, and declared it tasty.
I love Clyde back there, all “Whatcha got?!”
NOM.
The one kitten who does not care for the Churu at all is Cutey. I offered some to her, and she slapped at it and flounced off. Then did it again when I offered it to her. She wants NONE of that nonsense, thank you. Little weirdo.
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Oh Dewey WHY. He was so cute enjoying the catnip, but as soon as he saw me, off he zoomed.
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Previously
2019: “What? You said I could have as much pizza as I want!”
2018: The philosopher Betty White once said (I’m paraphrasing) “The best way to get over a litter is to get under a new one.”
2017: Paws up, y’all!
2016: it’s a “The enemy of my enemy is my friend” situation.
2015: Louis was all ~FLOOF~ and ~HISS~ at Jake, who ignored him.
2014: Gilbert, lookin’ for trouble.
2013: Norbert Desmond is ready for his closeup, Mr. DeMille. (Also: the Starks!)
2012: “Seriously. Do you SEE this?”
2011: No entry.
2010: Elwood’s all “Nope! No room in the basket! No room for a little kitten! Sorry! Move along!”
2009: Gone campin’.
2008: Kaylee would like you to know it’s a rough, rough life.
2007: Now, the Snuggle Sack has some of that crinkly stuff in it so that when a cat climbs in, it crinkles.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.