Starling was trying to decide whether to jump on Wren, I suspect. (She didn’t.)
Tater made it into the Fruitasan, but having Starling smacking at her through the back of the swing wasn’t quite the relaxing experience she was looking for.
Tater is a snugglebug.
Wren is just so stinkin’ CUTE.
Starling and Rufous check out the castle.
Rufous, posing in the pink Adirondak. (It cracks me up that the way he’s sitting, it looks like he’s got super-short legs. He doesn’t!)
Tater likes the Adirondak too.
Rufous is like “She’s ALWAYS talkin’.” (She is a talker, but she’s especially talky when she’s sleepy.)
Starling has a delightful belly.
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An old picture of Dewey, so y’all don’t forget what a pretty, pretty boy he is. Those EYES!
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
When you wave a feather teaser around to get a kitten to look up at you, be aware that this might be the picture you actually get. (That’s Rufous’s belly.)
Starling always has such a worried little face, like she thinks she’s in trouble.
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Daisy was adopted and went home Monday (hooray!) Here’s her video of pictures I took from the day we got her (February 22nd) to the day she went home (June 26th.) ❤
Wren and Rufous are BFFs. 🧡
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Play time in the kitten room – and Starling shows off her skitterbug skills, briefly.
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Here’s an ever-so-brief video of Tater coming to show us what’s what.
Good night innernets. (Tater, legally known as Plover)
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Previously
2022: Jocasta might not be Brianna’s “real” mama, but Brianna certainly doesn’t seem to know (or care).
2021: The permanent residents’ stories.
2020: Okay, so maybe buying an air purifier with all the buttons on top wasn’t the smartest idea…
2019: A surprisingly flattering angle.
2018: He is outraged VERY often.
2017: Girls and their toys.
2016: “I know Uncle Dennis is acting like he wants a hug, but I will not fall into his trap!” thinks the very wise Webster.
2015: And Jake was loonily smug.
2014: Here at Crooked Acres, we like to do all our important cleaning on Saturday, and we make the kittens do the same.
2013: (Or, more accurately: “Hodor Hodor Hodor Hodor!”)
2012: “Dis my OTHER favorite place to sleep. A man’s gotta have options.”
2011: Pile of McMaos.
2010: If that’s not the epitome of abject misery, I don’t know what is.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: “So, I says to her, I says ‘Look. You want to pet me. I don’t want you to pet me. Your love burns my soul.”
2006: No entry.
2005: “Momma, your feet stink.”