Speaking of cards, I have received a bunch of awesome cards, and actually got around to scanning them in in a timely manner! See them here at Flickr, or scroll through them below.
THANK YOU, everyone who has sent cards. I will, of course, keep scanning them as I receive them (as I recall, last year I received a bunch all at once in the beginning of January!)
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This particular playing style certainly reminds me of a very pregnant Canasta.
Ivy’s like “Yeah, I’m just gonna lie here and swat at the feather teaser. You gots a problem with that?”
(A few people have asked if there’s any possibility Ivy is related to Canasta. Well, never say never but Canasta came from Birmingham – about 1 1/2 hours south of us – and Ivy came from about half an hour north of us, so I’m going to say that the likelihood is pretty low.)
“Lady, I’m on the desk. I know what’s supposed to happen on the desk.”
“I’m saving that blop for later.”
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The Christmas tree skirt, subdued again. Archie knows his job, and does it well.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) over the weekend.
“I sees you lookin’ at my belly, innernets. I find you RUDE.” Oh Ivy, just give us the babies!
A conversation between Fred and his sister. You guys think I’m kidding when I say he never bothers to learn the fosters’ names (and gives them nicknames instead.)
(FYI, Fred’s nickname for Ivy is “Mama” – that’s what all the pregnant cats’ nicknames are.)
Awww yeah, that’s the spot! Ivy likes a good scritching.
Ivy’s silly little face just kills me dead.
Good night innernets. (Ivy and her toeses.)
YouTube link
Ivy’s makin’ biscuits!
Ivy keeps an eye on the back yard. Someone’s gotta!
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Previously
2020: Ol’ feather lips has been showing the feather teaser who the boss is again.
2019: Guess who’s having a dental on Monday? Merry Christmas, Jake!
2018: Meeting Uncle Newt.
2017: It cracks me up that in posts from a year ago, he was still “Dustin.” He is such a Dewey.
2016: Turns out that Willa didn’t care for the cut of Dustin’s jib, and she didn’t hesitate to let him know.
2015: Bummer.
2014: Youuuu waaaant to giiiive meee the weeet fooood…”
2013: Oy, these Sopranos kittens!
2012: “Places to go, scratch to eat, outta my way!”
2011: Opie’s the kitten most likely to bite your big toe.
2010: “Lady, hey. Lady. LADY! Pet me?”
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: Merry’s got the crazy eyes going on.
2005: No entry.