Weekly Instagram/Facebook Roundup!
Roseanne waits for her turn at the Milk Bar .
Wherein Robyn relearns a valuable lesson about not putting cat toys into a basket that kittens might mistakenly believe is a litter box. On the upside, all the toys and the basket are washable.
Skelton thinks that I am tasty.
YouTube link.
Skelton must be dreaming about nursing.
~RAWWWR~ (Belushi)
Gorgeous Gilda, hanging out in my lap with Shecky and Rickles.
Rickles has some attitude goin’ on.
~thlurrrrp~ (Louis)
Roseanne is the little smarty-pants who figured out not only how to climb the little cat tree, but also then figured out how to get back down on her own!
Breakfast is ready! Rickles looks like he’d rather have the Milk Bar.
Have you ever seen a lazier pile of monkeys?
Open Mouth of Outrage engaged!
Belushi looks like he’s up to no good.
I love how Louis smiles in his sleep. Also, I love his belly spots.
“Hallo innernets, at this time 5 weeks ago, we was bein’ born!”
The fambly. Top row: Mama Lucy, Gilda & Roseanne
Second row: Belushi, Shecky & Skelton
Bottom row: Louis & Rickles
Louis prepares for his day by spit-shining his slappin’ paw.
Gilda has herself some super sharp teef , and she’s not afraid to use ’em.
The Buff bros face off.
Okay, this nonsense needs to stop. I have stuff to do, I can’t just sit here all day and… I need to… I can’t… If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the kitten room.
Such ATTITUDE from this one. It makes me want to squoosh her. (Roseanne)
Let’s get this weekend started right, shall we? (Louis)
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Belushi is utterly fascinated by the hole in the center of that weight. I think maybe he’s seeing Narnia on the other side, and he’s trying to figure out how to fit his head through the hole.
Seriously, Louis. You’re killing me, kid.
Sleepy Lou.
I think I’m getting some attitude from Gilda. Some Gilda-tude.
When I go into the kitten room, I carry my cameras (I have a big, clunky DSLR and a smaller camera) in and out of the room in my Tiniest Tiger Bucket Tote (which seemed an appropriate use for it). Rickles thought it made a super comfy hangout spot. Which also seems an appropriate use for it!
Toe cleanliness is very important to Louis.
Gilda likes to climb into my lap, wedge herself into the bend of my knee, and then whine and cry when another kitten sits on her.
Louis in the sun (and Rickles coming out from behind the crate).
Louis, half-floofed.
Never too old for the milk bar. (Lucy, on the other hand, looks like she’s thinking of running away.)
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Video! You’ve got to watch closely to see it – Louis goes behind the crate, and turns into Rickles!
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Previously
2014: “You gonna lay down and read so I can bite your book, lady?”
2013: Aslan’s eating style is what I call “crumb catching” – long after everyone else is done eating, he’s still there licking up what’s left.
2012: The Downfall of Senator Stanley J. Boogerton
2011: The little hussy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: She kicked Sugarbutt’s butt but good.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
This is the reason that I don’t visit. I refuse to come home with another one of your satanic beasts. lol
PS: Louis is killing me, too. 😀
Coincidentally, they’ll be ready for adoption in early-mid July. 😀
Such a healthy, happy little bunch of monkeys. LOVE their fat little bellies!
That Roseanne sure has an expressive little face!
Man, I’d NEVER get a damn thing done if I had a room full of kittens.
I’d never get anything done if Louis kept plopping down for naps near me while showing his belleh. Those Fools look so gorgeous and healthy.
The 2012 post. I’m too ROFLing now to write anything else. People, if you haven’t read it yet, go for it! 🙂
now I want to go home and kiss kittens.. stupid day job..