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Crouton and Ciabatta are working together to conquer the triple-level track toy.
I managed to get all 5 kittens in one shot! Not lined up, not yet.
Pita in the basket o’ toys, considering her next step.
All 5 kittens in the foreground, and Crumpet in the background.
Crouton went over to check the milk bar briefly, then came back when she saw me waving a jingly mouse around.
They love to sit on top of the track toy.
Pita is a big fan of the milk bar, and I’m pretty sure she spends more time there than any of the other kittens.
Pumpernickel, Ciabatta and Pita hanging out atop the crate.
Babka and Ciabatta at the milk bar.
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Charlie is havin’ a think.
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Breakfast is served! From left: Pita, Pumpernickel, Babka (or Ciabatta), Crouton, and Ciabatta (or Babka). (I cannot tell Ciabatta and Babka apart if I can’t see their faces.) Crumpet was just off camera with her own plate of food. (I have chip-and-dip servers that I like to use for kittens at this age, but they’re all so far back in the cabinet (the servers, not the kittens), and I am so lazy. I’ll get them out soon…ish.)
Pumpernickel’s all “I sees you, lady. I SEES YOU.”
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Babka’s tryin’ to start something with Mama (who is totally ignoring her antics.)
Pita has declared this red ball to be her favorite toy, and she does not share. (I need to get video of her stomping around with it in her mouth, growling at any siblings who come near.)
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Random clips of the kittens running, jumping, and skittering. (Again, if I only had a fraction of that energy, the world would be mine!)
Ciabatta is the burrower of this litter, and I keep trying to get him to burrow into this adorable frog bed for a cute picture opportunity, but he keeps denying me. MEAN. (The day I walk in and find him asleep in that bed is a day I’m looking forward to!)
Good night innernets. (Babka, and LOOK AT THAT SMILE ON HER LITTLE FACE.)
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Previously
2023: Ooh, yum: 4-kitten pie! My favorite!
2022: And he complained “I’m tryin’ to sleeeeep, and that lady keeps taking my picture!”
2021: “It’s so earlyyyy, lady. We is sleepy. We’re sleeping in. You go ‘way now.”
2020: No entry.
2019: Still providing that milk bar action.
2018: He’s so big that when he goes running into the crate, trampling over all the other kittens (AND the mamas), I’ve been calling him Deanzilla.
2017: Then she stood up, laughed in my face, and strolled back across the room and flopped down, looking ever so pleased with herself.
2016: “WE IS WATCHIN’ YOU TOO!”
2015: “Monday: bleh.”
2014: “Stop camera-stalking me, lady.”
2013: “My goodness! These claws are appalling! I need a pedicure, stat!”
2012: Then Joe Bob is like “STOP SNIFFING ME ::HISSSSSSS!!!!::”
2011: Polite interest and a bit of surprise, all “You want what? Babies? Don’t believe I’ve ever heard of those, sorry I can’t help you. BUH-bye!”
2010: No entry.
2009: Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.