Constance the little poser. I swear that girl is all legs and eyes.
“Don’t wake him up, lady. I just got him to sleep!”
Porthos needs a squoosh.
Athos is all “Tryin’ to sleep here, lady.” I like how you can see Porthos’s ears on the right side of the pic and his feet on the left and nothing in between.
Rochefort has the most delightful belly spots.
“You rang?” says Aramis.
Aramis from above in the Tiny Basket.
I’m pretty sure these kittens think I’m a bed. Yesterday afternoon I had all 7 of them on me in one state of sleep or another.
D’Artagnan and Winter have a snuggle (and Porthos watches from floor level.)
Oh, these four boys (left to right: Porthos, Aramis, Athos & d’Artagnan). They’re so stinkin’ cute. I can’t believe no one has claimed them yet!
“What doin’, weird lady?” Athos and d’Artagnan inquire.
Seriously, Winter just always looks so AMUSED.
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After a busy morning of beating up the dish towel, Archie takes a break.
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Previously
2019: It’s a cuppa Luc, if you needed to start off your day right.
2018: Then Calais said “::squealing brakes:: WAIT WHO WAS THAT?!” and she went a bit floofy.
2017: Khal Drogo is currently comatose in the leaves off the side stoop, getting his fang on.
2016: No entry.
2015: (As an aside – I had to remove that bowl from the kitten room for now, because the little goobers kept running into it, face-first. I don’t want any cracked skulls and leaking marshmallow Fluff, so I put it away for now.)
2014: Last night, Orlando went home!
2013: Jon Snow lets his Alabama roots show.
2012: I call him my little RatBat.
2011: No entry.
2010: Well. What would YOU do? I couldn’t just leave!
2009: That’s Hoyt, the big mouth.
2008: The quintessential Zoe look.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.