Applications are now being accepted for the Crate Catsby kittens. They are scheduled for their spay/neuter surgeries on June 13th, and will be able to go home shortly after. Email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire. (If you have emailed previously, I recommend you email again.)
From left: Floofy polydactyl tortie girl Zelda, curious calico princess Myrtle, black and white crazypants cowkitty Jay, and sweet, sleek housepanther Nick.
Kittens must be joining a home with a kitten or young cat in residence OR be adopted with a sibling, preference is given to adopters interested in adopting a pair (or three or four…). There are no bonded pairs in this litter; they all get along with, snuggle, and play with all the other kittens.
We are located in Huntsville, Alabama. Out of area adoptions are allowed (we’ve done them plenty), but adopters must be willing to come here to complete the adoption.
Email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire.
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Nick draped across my slipper, being a cuddlebug.
“Oh no, did she hear us talking about her?!”
Daisy cleaning her leg, while Nick sits in the Toastycat bed and has a tussle with Zelda. As you do.
Just a Zelda in her curvy scratcher with a baguette cat toy.
If I had to guess, I’d say there’s probably a feather teaser up there.
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Plover was hanging out on the blanket in my lap, so I gathered the sides and picked her up, and she just stayed there like this, all “What?”
Plover shows off her big ol’ belly. (She has been dewormed, she is just naturally potato shaped.)
Wren would like you to admire her toeses.
Starling wonders if I’ve seen a bottle around here anywhere.
When there’s a kitten pile in my lap, Plover is inevitably at the bottom of the pile.
Rufous is all “Paws UP, y’all!” and won’t you please admire those shiny, sharp teeth?
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A close up of Dewey from 2016. He remains the prettiest camera-avoiding boy you’ll never get to see. You just have to take my word for it.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
I’m not sure what Zelda and Jay are expecting that ball to do, but they’re certainly keeping watch.
Wren is quite the little handful.
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Poor Starling, she didn’t know what she was doing, or where she was going. (Video ended abruptly so I could go rescue her.)
Nick loves to bunny-kick this stuffed pink kitty.
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Myrtle certainly does love that track ball toy!
Just a reminder that Daisy is AVAILABLE FOR ADOPTION. Email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire.
Please admire that peachy-orange patch on Wren’s foot, not to mention those adorable white toes. How cute is that? (SO CUTE.)
Good night innernets. (Plover)
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Previously
2022: Mimosa pie!
2021: I sat down to put my slippers on, and ended up with a lapful of kittens. (I am not complaining.)
2020: Discussing with Benjamin Bunny (1) how cute he is, and (2) how he licks everything.
2019: It’s a Willie-and-Albert pie.
2018: Don’t they look super innocent? Like they weren’t just smacking and biting at each other?
2017: “You tells him to leave my feet alone or it’s gonna be POW! right in the kisser!”
2016: The Fakers are 12 weeks old.
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: “I am but a wee sad kitten who wants only to explore the world,” Puff said sadly.
2012: “WE NEED COOKIE!”
2011: “Dorfy sweepy too. I can haz a snuggle?”
2010: (Hint: SHE is the boss.)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Aren’t I nice, taking toys away from our cats for the foster kitties to play with?
Rufous – what lovely sharp shiny teeth you have! (said with utmost admiration).
And I’m glad to finally have a name for my body type – “naturally potato shaped.”
Plover& I are cut from the same cloth; I’m potato shaped,too!!
Plover is adorable! Can I nickname her ‘Tater’?
Oh, I’m pretty sure she thinks that’s her name, that’s what we call her!