7-13-23 Thursday

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It’s a warm Wren pie (my favorite)!

That cat tree in the front room continues to be the place where they always end up when they’re sleepy (and that wall behind them still hasn’t been painted. One of these days… Of course, I have the perfect excuse now in that I don’t see us doing any painting when we’ve got the Nestlings racing around the house. Can you even IMAGINE? Wren would be thrilled to dance through the paint and then race through the house.)

Tater and Starling enjoy that couch scratcher (which we’ve had forever – Newt usually comes through every now and then to sharpen his claws on it.)

Rufous grabs Tater for a tussle.

“All mine,” thinks Starling.

“Nope, mine,” says Tater a little while later.

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A shot of Dewey in the catnip pot in the previous house. We still have that catnip, it’s still thriving (it dies off in the winter), and in fact it got so big and bushy that I finally had to cut it back. I’d love to show you a current shot of Dewey in the catnip pot (he still hangs out there!), but y’know how Dewey is about having his picture taken.

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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.

Wren LEAPS! into the day. (Or more likely, she leapt into that bed and proceeded to chase her tail.)

Check out former fosters Peri (gray; formerly Bert Macklin) and Patches (gray and white; formerly Art Vandelay), who we fostered in 2016. They’re so darn cute together. (Thanks Kristin!)

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The Nestlings are really getting the hang of chasing after toys. And that pop-up tent travels all OVER the room. I never know where I’m going to find it.

Starling’s all “Uncle Khal doesn’t mind that I’m in his scratcher bowl, does he? I mean, I don’t CARE if he minds, I’m just wondering.”

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Sometimes nap time ends for me, but it doesn’t end for these little slackers, and they continue the nap without me. (Which seems unfair, honestly.)

I discovered Rufous and Starling in Auntie Alice’s bed (which explains why she went storming past me, muttering expletives under her breath), and Rufous was like “Are we in trouble?” and Starling was like “TOO BAD if she doesn’t like it!”

Good night innernets. (Tater, acting as Wren’s pillow, and Starling there in the back, out cold. Rufous was off-camera to the side.)

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Previously
2022: Famous last words.
2021: No entry.
2020: Uncle Archie and the Fluffles.
2019: No entry.
2018: Kenneth BorkBork Mooperston (the 3rd) and Millie, waiting for a turn in the weird lady’s lap.
2017: Gaston licking the tree. As you do.
2016: Crooked Acres Wednesday: snakes, spiders, bugs and rats.
2015: Sugarbutt
2014: No entry.
2013: They’re fond of the sunshine, is what I’m saying.
2012: Stompers and Jake size each other up.
2011: Ciara pretty much always looks appalled by whatever we’re doing.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: “I just don’t see what all the fuss is about, lady.”
2006: No entry.
2005: So, it is done.

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