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Da belly.
Playing with Snapchat filters (I have Snapchat on my phone solely to mess around with the filters taking pictures of cats.)
This one is kinda neat – it looks like stained glass.
This one’s neat too.
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Post-Churu Alice looks pretty happy.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
“Kittens, you say? Kit-tens? Is that how you pronounce it? Sorry, never heard of ’em.” Natalie, come onnnnnn.
Ooh, Natalie pie. (My favorite!)
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Natalie is less inclined to meet me at the door these days (except for very first thing in the morning, when it’s time for her breakfast and she’s having a starvation) – I’m sure getting up ain’t as easy as it used to be, so she waits to see if I’m coming in to stay, or just coming in to check the litter box or drop off something, or give her a quick pet. (The last few seconds of this video is muted because my stomach was growling and no one needs to hear that.)
Good night innernets. (Natalie)
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Previously
2023: No entry.
2022: No entry.
2021: Cats are molten lava at their core, I swear.
2020: Winter is fond of the sunshine. It gives her the serious face.
2019: Please admire Beauregard’s clean paws.
2018: KennyBorkBorkMoopTheThird is horrified at all that water on the mirror.
2017: “Is this the bus to Kittentown?”
2016: Sad little mess.
2015: “I am but a wee baby, and she is SQUOOSHING ME!”
2014: He looks like a bearded old man, doesn’t he?
2013: Norbie gives me the Eyes of Skepticism.
2012: Before you start reading this, please know: it does not have a sad ending.
2011: No entry.
2010: Julie is NOT sitting on the table.
2009: I have fallen head over heels for these monkeys. I always do.
2008: It’s good to be king.
2007: Maryanne continues to make herself at home.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.