Mariette Monday.
She sits like this ALL the time, and it cracks me up every time.
Rough life, little monkey.
Angelo was licking a catnip toy, and the noise was annoying her.
Ears of Annoyance.
“Oooh! Feathers!”
Not having a tail means that she can fit nicely in smaller spaces than her tail-having siblings.
Like such.
She always looks so PEEVED, but she is just the sweetest girl.
Neighborhood watch.
Starting a fight with Ferdinand.
“You’re always in my SPACE, and I’ve HAD IT!”
“Bring it ON, brudder.”
She’s holding him off with one of her giant back feet.
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I spent a couple of hours at the shelter on Friday, taking pictures. I took close to 1,000 of them in that time, and then culled them down to 116.
(You guys never believe me when I tell you the way I get those good pictures is by taking a LOT of pictures and then discarding the bad ones and the duplicates. God bless the inventor of the digital camera!)
Later this week, I’ll share some of them with you – maybe Saturday will be Shelter Saturday. Or… Challenger’s House Chaturday! Ha.
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::thlurrp::
You are just the prettiest boy, Joe Bob.
“I know.”
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Previously
2013: No entry.
2012: “Mama! That lady keeps taking my picture!”
2011: “How YOU doin’?”
2010: So, sit down. (AKA: See Baby Corbie!!!)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
Joe Bob is indeed exceedingly handsome and elegantly understated in his grey-white colourcombo.
Do you listen to NPR’s “Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me”? On the last edition Paula Poundstone ended one of her always funny rants about passwords with the statement “… and that is why I have sixteen cats”. http://www.npr.org/programs/wait-wait-dont-tell-me/
I don’t listen to “Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me”, but I’ve downloaded that episode to listen to at a later date. Thanks for the tip! 🙂
There’s a cat food commercial where I swear one of the cats could be Joe Bob’s sibling! First time I saw it I did a double take!
Maybe Joe Bob has a secret life where he’s a supermodel, and he just pops back to the farm to make sure he’s keepin’ it real!
and spending all his dough on his nip addiction?
:thlurrp: I cannot read that without making that sound — even when I’m sitting in my office! (And it’s especially embarrassing if I happen to do it on the bus!)
Haha, I can imagine the looks you get! 🙂
If that first photo doesn’t get Mariette adopted soonest, I will eat one of Robyn’s hats for kittens.
must be the “no tail” thing that let’s her sit like that. 🙂 such a cutie
That’s what I figure – she has no tail to get in the way, so it’s a more comfortable position than it would be for the other kittens.
First things first: is Corbert seen a therapist after you brutally took away his title of beeing the most beautiful cat in Crooked Acres?
And since we’re talking about gorgeous kitties, dear LORD, have you seen this?
Joe Bob is a stunner. I just love gray tuxedo kitties.
I love the “stringbean stage” that the kittens are at. Every one is so svelte and elastic.
Photo #8: we call that “resting b*tch face”. Some of the best of us unintentionally practice it 😀