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The 2025 Love & Hisses calendars are available for order! This year you get your choice of EIGHT different calendars – one that includes all fosters, one for each litter, one for Natalie, and one with the permanent residents (and Rocco the freeloader.)
These calendars are print on demand – you place the order at Zazzle, and they ship them straight to you. They do ship to other countries, but I don’t know how much shipping is.
The calendars default to medium size, start in January (for 12 months), and have white binding wire. You have any number of details you can change, it’s all up to you.
Calendars start at $24.25, but there’s almost always a sale code you can input. At the moment, if you use the code ZHALLOWEEN25, you’ll get 25% off.
I’ll put links to the calendars in the sidebar, and link them in blog posts once a week or so until the end of December. (I usually leave them available until sometime in mid-January, when I remember to take the links down.) Click below on any calendar cover picture to go to that specific calendar, or see the whole collection right here. Edited to add: If you’re in the UK, go here.
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The kittens taking their mid-morning nap. They SHOULD be doing their homework, but they’re slackers.
“Tryin’ to sleep here, lady.”
But something is going on over near the food dish… What is it?
Carmy was first to investigate, and he said “Oh, this isn’t good.”
Sydney came down, sniffed Carmy, and said “Oh, I’m thirsty.” I swear to you, she did NOT notice a THING.
She drank some water… and drank some water… and then started to notice that something was… different.
Then she saw it. And it saw her!
She hissed.
She gave him A Look.
“What?” said Uncle Charlie.
She tumbled backward, got to her feet, and regarded him from a distance.
“I’M NOT FOOLIN’ WITH YOU, MISTER!” she said.
Richie donned his floof suit in sympathy, and Jeff took one look at this situation and went to hide under the bed.
Charlie walked away from the food bowl and jumped up onto the cat tree while Sydney watched in horror.
“Not loving this situation, but I think she’s got it under control,” said Richie.
Sydney had some thoughts about Charlie and the horse he rode in on.
“HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?” Sydney asked.
Carmy (front) and Richie kept an eye on Charlie.
And Sydney said “I told HIM!”
Richie continued wearing his floof suit, just in case.
Charlie refused to come down out of the cat tree – despite his obvious wish to be away from that scary kitten – because he didn’t want to have to pass her on the way out the door. So I picked him up and carried him out of the room. Then I returned to the room, and Sydney hissed at me, hissed at her brothers, and hissed at a passing bird. It took her about half an hour to calm down from the experience – perhaps I mentioned she’s a little bit dramatic? – but she certainly had a story to tell her mama when she got home!
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Jeff is a little POSER.
Former foster update! Maggie was our 2nd pregnant foster, way back in 2011. She’s the cat who taught me that not every pregnant cat gives birth immediately (she waited 3 weeks and then had 6 brown tabbies!) Look at that GORGEOUS girl.
Alex says: At 15 years old, Maggie continues to be my precious lap kitty. While she tends to keep her distance from two 2-year old cats (we refer to them as her nephews), she can be found, from time to time, cuddling up to one of the brothers. Her last visit to the vet went amazingly well. According to the vet, she is still in great shape and doing wonderfully.
With the cold weather approaching here in Wisconsin, there will be very little outdoor time, but during the warm months, we let Maggie explore the yard a bit; she never strays far from the house.
She continues to be showered in more love than she probably wants, and she continues to shower everyone but me with mostly indifference, but I know she actually loves her life and those around her.
Thank you, Alex!
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Richie’s wearing his very best crazy pants today.
Did you know that Tina – who will put up with pretty much ANYTHING as long as you reward her with a Churu – is available for adoption? True story! Email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org if you think she’s just what you need to brighten up your life.
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When I say the kittens are going to “school,” this is where they go. It’s just a small room off of my bedroom. It used to be my office, but it’s so convenient when I need it for kittens (more than one litter has been born in this room) that I don’t think I’ll ever move my computer back in there. (Also, now that they’re comfortable in this room, I’m going to open the door so that they can have my bedroom to run around in, too. Are naps with kittens a part of my near future? Yes indeed they are.)
Today Richie’s belly was not a trap and many belly rubs were given.
Good night innernets. (Carmy)
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Previously
2023: No entry.
2022: No entry.
2021: “What you want, lady?”
2020: Have I mentioned that Davy Crockett’s intense little face kills me? It really does.
2019: Then mid-morning Beauregard came trotting downstairs with the toy stick of butter in his mouth, dropped it on the floor, and settled in on the bed.
2018: Innernets, would you please give a warm welcome to LoJack?
2017: Breakfast at the Milk Bar Cafe.
2016: Chesnee approved the durability of these clumps.
2015: Stefan and the terrible, horrible, no-good, very rough life.
2014: Ralph, practicing his Crazy Eyes.
2013: “I don’t NEED to be tutored, because I am already the smartest boy ever!”
2012: You wish you had my glamorous life.
2011: No entry.
2010:I love the way Reacher and Corbett are basically the same pattern, in different colors.
2009: My poor babies.
2008: And if not, I can always buy their love with a plate of chicken baby food.
2007: Best. Picture. EVER.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.