I don’t know what Kudzu and Mondo were staring at, but it looks like it was pretty fascinating.
Mimosa and her kittens. The kittens, from left: Clover (in the pie plate), Mondo, Kudzu (in front of Mimosa), Bramble, and in the back Hollyhock.
Clover in the pie plate, and Mondo waiting his turn.
One thing I like to do with fosters is occasionally offer them watered-down goat milk (we always have canned goat milk on hand) in a syringe, as a treat. They love the taste, and they learn that a person coming at them with a syringe can be a very very good thing.
They always enjoy it.
It always cracks me up when they (this is Mondo) fight with the stuffed banana.
“But why does it have LEGS?” Bramble wonders.
Hollyhock, Bramble and Clover, all in a row.
I love Hollyhock’s crinkly whiskers.
Clover’s all “What, lady? WHAT?”
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Uncle Charlie, chillin’.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) over the weekend.
Clover says “GOOOD MORNING!!!”
It’s a Mimosa basket.
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I mean… technically Mondo DID answer the question twice so… I guess he’s Da BAYbee!
Ooh, look. It’s a Hollyhock pie. My favorite!
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Mimosa’s feelin’ kinda playful – and so are the kittens!
Kudzu in the window hammock, Bramble in the crown bed. CUTIES.
Good night innernets. (From top: Mondo, Kudzu, Bramble.)
Well, that’s certainly one way to play with the track toy, Bramble.
Ooh, Kudzu pie! (I love how this angle shows off his pretty stripes and spots.)
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Mimosa’s chilling in the window hammock while the kittens run off some of that crazy energy.
Mimosa posing with Clover (left), Bramble, and Hollyhock in the background.
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The kittens work on their leaping and wrasslin’ skills. And don’t miss the part about 20 seconds in when Mondo and Kudzu clonk their heads together as they leap after the toy I’ve tossed.
Good night innernets. (Bramble, Hollyhock and Clover)
Breakfast is served! (In every litter there seems to be one kitten who doesn’t want to be in the middle of a crowd. In this litter, that’s Clover. There’s definitely room for him at the plate, he just preferred to stay back ’til the others had eaten.)
Mimosa checks out the view.
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Hanging out in the kitten room while the kittens do what they do best. (Be cute, is what they do.)
Kudzu loves his mama. His mama, on the other hand, wouldn’t mind a little space.
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What better thing to do on Mother’s Day than bug Mama? (And Mama’s all “WOULDN’T MIND HAVING ONE MOMENT TO MYSELF, KIDS.”)
Good night innernets! From left: Clover (looking up), Kudzu, Mondo (middle), Hollyhock (top) and Bramble.
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Previously
2021: Fizzbin felt this Monday morning required a floof suit, and upped the ante by balancing on the edge of that basket to impress Rummy.
2020: No entry.
2019: Same basket with a lot more cat in it.
2018: Torvill flopped down while Oksana gave the tissue paper a taste.
2017: “Lady, tell the floofy pillow to stop moving around. It’s annoying.”
2016: Ken’s huge back feet just crack me UP.
2015: Have you ever seen a lazier pile of monkeys?
2014: “You gonna lay down and read so I can bite your book, lady?”
2013: Aslan’s eating style is what I call “crumb catching” – long after everyone else is done eating, he’s still there licking up what’s left.
2012: The Downfall of Senator Stanley J. Boogerton
2011: The little hussy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: She kicked Sugarbutt’s butt but good.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.