Jay’s a bird watcher, just like his mama.
Nick’s all “No, I wasn’t bugging my mama. Why you ask?”
Oh, it’s a Myrtle pie! (My favorite!)
Zelda’s got her guilty face on.
Myrtle and the head tilt. That girl is such a character!
Zelda’s trying to figure out why Daisy loves this scratcher bowl so much.
Zelda and Jay are all “What?”
Daisy’s trying to get a moment to herself in the castle and…
Heeere’s Nick!
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Rufous gets about 10,000 kisses every day.
Plovetater loves the cubby in the small blue cat tree.
When she’s not trying to figure out how to open that door, that is. (There’s plastic on the windows still – the door’s only been primed, and we decided to leave the plastic ’til we paint the doors. When will we paint the doors, you ask? When there aren’t kittens in that room, I suppose.)
While Plovetater examines the door, Wren and Starling and Rufous have a snuggle.
Starling ADORES her bottle, and never so much as when there’s another kitten nearby who might try to take it away from her.
I was watering plants on the front porch and turned around to see Wren, atop the little blue cat tree, watching me from the dining room.
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If you’re wondering “Is that a washable pee pad Newt is sleeping on?” to yourself, let me answer you: it is, indeed. See, when one is an elderly (almost 18 years old!) cat, even if you ARE mostly spry, there are occasionally moments in the litter box when you lose your balance and step in your poop. And then you step outside of the litter box and SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE your foot so that any loose poop goes flying and hits all surfaces in the area. AND THEN you like to go to your favorite hanging-out spot (ie, Fred’s bed) and get poop all over the comforter before you say “Ew. This comforter is GROSS.” and go stomping away. Which necessitates the humans WASHING said comforter, the washer does not LIKE the comforter, so it gets off-balance, and let’s just say there’s a lot of swearing.
So even though the above only happens every so often (I would say… twice a month? If that?), putting the pee pad across the bed is a much better solution than having to wash the comforter every time it happens.
Oh, my glamorous life.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
The kittens were spayed/neutered yesterday, and it didn’t impact their appetite at ALL. (From left: Jay, Zelda, Daisy, Nick and Myrtle)
It’s Toesday and as such, get a load of these beans. (Daisy is a polydactyl and has extra toes on all 4 paws. She’s also available for adoption; email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire.)
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Tater was trying to impress everyone with her skitterbug skills, and everyone was… not impressed. At ALL.
Wren is a talker, in case you wondered. ❤️
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Myrtle, Zelda, and Nick show off their purr(s). (Jay was elsewhere doing something else. I don’t know where or what, but a good guess would be bugging the heck out of his mama.)
It’s still Toesday, so let’s get a look at one of Daisy’s front paws, shall we? Daisy is a polydactyl with extra toes on all 4 paws. (She’s also available for adoption; email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire.)
Good night innernets. (Starling & Wren)
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Previously
2022: Meet the Outlander Clan.
2021: What a good-looking boy!
2020: “And cats too.” Hmph. (Clyde*)
2019: (This concludes the mis-sexing incident for this litter of kittens.)
2018: No entry.
2017: Hello, Trouble.
2016: “Just… y’know… hanging out!”
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: (The scary cat in question? Miz Poo. Yeah, terrifying.)
2012: Since this is a family-friendly site, I won’t tell you what I suggested he do with all that squash.
2011: “I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS, BUT IT’S SKEERY.”
2010: This is VERY IMPORTANT, and all members of the feline persuasion must follow these instructions very carefully in the future or FACE THE CONSEQUENCES.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: As you can see, Spanky is a deeply suspicious fellow.
2006: No entry.
2005: Well, she’s right. I’m starting to give the kittens nicknames. I can’t help it!
Hello, can you tell me what type of pee pad you purchased for this and where? This is a wonderful idea! I too have a very large comforter that my washer hates 🙂
I’d just google it on Amazon under washable pee pads. They now come in not only all kinds of sizes, but also a fairly wide variety of patterns and colors. You can search for both human or animal, but they’re pretty much the same thing. I personally like the 36×36 size as it’s both large enough for coverage but not too bulky for washing. Obviously, if you need it to cover a bed, you might want a bigger size. If you don’t want to buy from Amazon, it will at least give you brands to search for purchase elsewhere.
The one on Fred’s bed is this one and it measures 35″x80″ – I like it because we can kind of put it corner to corner, and it covers most of the bed (Newt likes to sleep in the center). I also have a ton of pads in 34″x36″ that I use with kittens a lot (in the bottom of crates, in front of litter boxes and the corners of rooms when they’re first figuring out the litter box) and I like them because they’re smaller and easier to deal with. But Carolyn is right – they come in all kinds of sizes from lots of different sellers, you can Google and find them in lots of different places.
Ha! When my adorable fluffy kitty turned 15 two years ago, she decided that the sofa in the living room is her pee litterbox. Ever since, she never changed her mind about it. Thus, we have the sofa in the living room covered with pee pads. The kitty is a cerebellar stroke survivor (twice! and you would never guess, she doesn’t show any signs of imbalance / strange gait etc.), so she does whatever she wants and I am over the moon that she lives 😀 Mind you, she poops into the regular litterbox, no problemo (and thanks Heavens for that!
Pee pads are the BEST INVENTION EVER!
Newtles Fan Club unite!! <3<3<3
The minor indignities of senior status, eh Newt? *pets his mostly-spry orange self* For whatever reason, I imagine him as one of those sleekly soft, borderline plush shorthair kitties. Not quite velvet, but thick-furred and fluffy.
Between the Nestlings and the Catsby kittens (and Daisy!), you have a houseful of purrbabies right now! Who’s the loudest purrer of the current foster crowd?
I’m convinced that Tater’s belly makes her skitters wobble. I just want to reach through my screen, grab her and smooshkiss her wittle face!!!