In case you hadn’t heard, there’s a recall on Petco Stainless Steel bowls – go here to read more about it.
From Nicole, regarding the mama and kittens she has (read yesterday’s post for a refresher or in case you missed it) :
Just wanted to give an update on Talia and her babies: The New Rochelle Humane Society is letting me foster them and will take care of the tests and shots, etc. Their first vet appointment is on Monday, and once they get a clean bill of health and are about 8 weeks old, they’ll be up for adoption through the shelter. 😀 But if anyone is still interested and has the patience to wait for these adorable kittens to be certified healthy, I’ll do my best to make sure you get first dibs on the kitten of your choice (or on Talia).
That is awesome!!! Thanks for the update, Nicole!
I tell you what, I am feeling really really good about Tony Rocky Horror Pickle’s chances. Not only has he started eating like it’s going out of style, but yesterday he started PLAYING, and I only wish I had taken the camera upstairs with me when I went up to offer them some wet food at noon. After he ate (and ate and ate and ate), Tony Rocky Horror Pickle walked around and batted at toys, and then he play-fought with Polly and with Joe, and in both cases the bigger kittens were fairly gentle with him, but when he thought they were getting the better of him, he growled and yowled, and Polly and Joe backed right off. Oh, he is going to be a force to be reckoned with.
“What doon, lady?”
Still not getting that whole “food in the mouth” thing. Luckily, he’s pretty good about letting me clean his face.
“He’s a big baby and he called me names and I don’t like him. Hmph.”
“See my belleh spots? I am told they are delightful.”
Percy, Petey and Polly, snuggle up for a nap.
Percy would like it known that he also has delightful belleh spots.
Polly also likes to walk around with food on her face.
As does Percy. I guess they all do!
It’s a Polly in a giant Croc slipper bed!
And there’s a little Tony Rocky Horror Pickle, snuggling in for a nap.
The problem here is that when I walk into the room, instead of just STAYING where they are so I can get a good picture, they start coming over to me for love or food, thus ruining my pictures. Thoughtless little monsters.
Today we profile Caspian, the last of the ‘Maters!
Oh, how Caspian loves his mama. But does he love his mama, or does he love the milk his mama provides? A little of the former and MOSTLY the latter, I suspect. Because as small as Caspian is, he has a bottomless stomach. If he’s not following his mama around trying to nurse (which she’s pretty much put a stop to at this point), he’s following his FOSTER mama around, howling about how he’s “OH MY GOD STARRRRRRRRRRVING!”
I’m not going to lie – sometimes I have to put the whole bunch of them in the guest bedroom and shut the door for an hour or so in the middle of the day just so I don’t inadvertently set off Mr. Mouth by rattling a plate or making some noise that he is under the impression means he’s about to get some food in his loud little face. (They have food, water, litter boxes, and many places to sleep in there. It’s not much of a hardship for them.)
Huntin’ flies.
Caspian has a few nicknames. The one we use the most is “Whipper” because when he greets me in the morning or gets excited, he whips his tail back and forth. It’s seriously cute. His other nicknames include (but are not limited to) “Mouth” and “ChitChat”, because he’s always got a lot to say.
Lest you think he spends all his time howling, rest assured that Caspian is also a great big lovebug. I never know when it’s going to happen, but at least twice a day he is overcome with the need for love, and he flops down in front of me and writhes around while I rub his belly. If I stop or move, he follows me. He will NOT be denied! It would never, for one single moment, occur to him that I have anything to do other than rub his belly.
And then when he’s done being petted, he curls up in a tiny ball in the crook of my arm and goes to sleep, and then I accidentally wake him up by kissing him 100 times in a row.
I think maybe because he’s the littlest kitten in his litter, he has Short Man’s Syndrome, and he makes up for it with his loud voice and demanding ways. And also because he’s so little and cute, he gets away with it!
Like the rest of the ‘Maters, he’s super playful, and his favorite toy is other cats. He prefers his brothers or mother, but really any cat will do. Considering his early propensity for putting on his Stranger Danger Floof when faced with a strange cat, it’s funny that he likes the permanent residents so much. Especially Jake, who isn’t bothered by his loud, demanding ways, and will allow Caspian to play with his tail or come in close for a face-rub.
He loves to do this wide-eyed “I see a serial killer behind you!” look.
“Am sleepin’. You go ‘way.”
A loud little man who knows what he wants and how to get it, who loves his food and his mama and his play time, and enjoys a good belly rub a couple of times a day, that’s our Caspian!
“I lubs my mama.”
More pictures from the back yard Da Bird session.
“This ‘Keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars’ business is actually kind of hard to pull off.”
Invisible waltz.
Riverdance Sugardance!
I love how Kara’s in the background, all “Look at that idiot.”
“What an idiot. Yeah, jump for the FAKE BIRD, idiot.”
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Previously
2011: The many faces of Sally Peppers.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Kara & babies.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Jodie did rub up against Miz Poo yesterday, and got a smack on the head for her troubles.
Yes, Polly and Percy, your belly spots ARE delightful! (Percy, so are your little teefs!)
I am so happy for Tony! Playing!!!! What a wonderful corner that has been turned!
LOVE the pics of the Da-Bird session! Great lift off and your commentary from Kara cracked me up!
Caspian is an adorable little man and will be snatched up in an instant!!!
Sugardance is definitely going to be the next big thing. God, I want to scoop that gorgeous bundle of ginger into my arms. What a dote.
Gold Medal for Sugs!
(which also happens to be the name of the lead singer of Madness, who sang on the roof of Buckingham Palace for the Jubilee and did a turn with a flying sax player at the London 2012 closing)
Tony is SO WEE. I’m glad he’s feeling good enough to play. Great shots of Sugarbutt!
I can’t believe I just mapquested the drive to New York to adopt one of those batman kittens. Five hours each way. Not happening.
Yes, but Leslie I feel pretty certain that Nicole would possibly drive towards you and meet you part way. and then it would be only 3 hours or so. And you’d get a new baby who would love you so very much! 🙂
I bet she would! 🙂
Think of all the adoptable kittens I’d be passing on that drive. I’ll go local. Just saying those batman kittens are ADORABLE!
Good point, Leslie!!! 🙂
Aw, Leslie, I appreciate that, but I think you’re right to adopt local. If MY local shelters are any indication, they’re all full up with cats and kittens looking for homes, so I’m sure the ones near you are full of adoptable cuties too. But just as a note: I definitely would have met you half way. 🙂
I’ve been smitten by Razzie, and now Tony as well, but the thing about kittens is that the supply always exceeds the demand. Definitely adopt local.
Is Da Bird sold in Petsmart or Petco? or purchase online? It looks like something my adult cat would like.
I got mine off of Amazon, here. It might be in Petsmart or Petco, but I honestly haven’t looked for it there, so I’m not sure.
I bought a feather refill for mine at Petco.
I just want to add my voice to those talking about the awesomeness of Da Bird. This thing: http://www.amazon.com/Da-Bird-Sparkly-Refill-Attachment/dp/B000FMSVSG/ref=pd_sim_petsupplies_7 drives my little girl out of her ever-loving head. You really have to supervise them with this, and hide it when you aren’t around. She sits outside the office until we bring it out and she’ll play until she can’t. It’s great fun. They really like the “puff” refill, too (and the regular feather, of course).
Go Tony RH Pickle go!! You don’t know how many people are cheering you on and sending “eat and get big and healthy” vibes your way. Why, in the end, you’ll probably be Elwood’s size! 🙂
Caspian, I think you are practicing calling for your forever family. You keep it up – I know they’ll hear you soon!
I predict “Sugardance” will be the next Macarena!
Yeah, I was going to mention Kara’s “man, what a dweeb…” look, cracks me up!
Caspian, did you take a page out of my guys’ book? Cuz I can.not. open the cheese drawer thingy in the fridge without 2 of my boys running over everything/one in their path for a chance to get at some of that sweet, sweet cheese… They’ll stumble into the kitchen, half asleep, ready to remind me that cheese is all that stands between them and starvation. Pretty sure they’d sell me for a hunk of cheddar.
Tony! I’m so glad you’re getting better! You’re eating and playing and being a dweeby little brother, which is so awesome! Just remember, you really should wait ’til a future college keg party before sleeping in your pee, ‘k?
Thanks for the good news Nicole!!! Glad you found some help.
That Caspian and Tony are too cute – we have a special place for house panthers. 🙂
Just when I think the cuteness is at maximum, there is MORE!!
Lots of material with Da Bird and the permanent residents for a series of “Invisible ________ “!
So glad Tony’s faring so well-but with a name like that, he’s GOT to be a force to be reckoned with.
And I have a cat who will show up when she hears a ziploc bag–means cheese is going to be sliced!
Polly is too adorable for words. Love Percy’s belly and Tony’s luxuriating in kittenness pic’s.
I always mentally picture Caspian with his mouth open, letting you know what he’s thinking. I bet he’s going to be an amazing companion.
Caspian is gorgeous. I love talky black kitties!
That’s pretty accurate, Kar – he’s always got plenty to say! 🙂
Polly is so cute! All these new little kitties are so tiny. Sending growth rays thru the internet to all of them 🙂
I am getting just the biggest kick out of seeing the permanent residents leaping up at da bird! Somewhere in my mind I think of all of them exclusively as older, mature kitties who would NEVER deign to go a’ leaping around and being all playful like that! The pictures of Newt & Sugarbutt in mid air have just blown that pre-conceived notion right out of the water 🙂
I’m pretty sure that Da Bird is magic. Cats who would never consider getting up out of their cat beds for anything RUN to chase that thing! 🙂
I have to admit Robyn – I was ready to come get Tony Rocky Horror Pickle after his scary night. I don’t know how you didn’t just move his cage right next to your bed!! I’m so very glad he’s doing so much better.
LOVE LOVE LOVE seeing the perms playing with ‘Da Bird!
I might have spent a good part of the next couple of nights in the foster room, on the floor next to his carrier. 🙂
Hahaha, I’m laughing so hard at “Sugardance”. Love it!
All the Pickles are so cute. It’s my dream to someday have a gray/silver tabby. I just think they’re so gorgeous. And I’m glad Tony RH is on the upswing! He will definitely be a force to be reckoned with. 🙂
I just spent an hour in the foster room with them (it was time for them to eat again, of course). That little man is just hell on wheels.
I must say that Polly and Percy are both quite right. They do have delightful belly spots. But you know what would make them better? Gently poking and maybe kissing them all one by one.
I realize that this would probably get your face clawed off … but I wouldn’t be able to resist trying.
I occasionally get the occasional belly-kiss in before they realize I’m doing it! 🙂
*laughs* Mine are not so accommodating. When Pumpkin rolls on his back, he wants attention. When Clio rolls on her back, she wants to play, and petting the belly will usually earn you an armful of claws. Sometimes it ears you a pile of purrs, but if she’s on her back with her tail lashing, you’re gonna get it if you touch da belleh.
Sugardance!!! Love it!
Love the spotted bellies too!
Yay Tony Rocky Horror! You keep eating baby, you get to be the biggest of all your sibs! That’ll show anyone who doubted your survival!
I really should not look at your blog when I’m kittyless. Now I’m just homesick… stupid factory tour of pet food company that doesn’t allow you access to any pets..
They didn’t think that through very well, did they? Bring cat lovers on a tour of the factory and then don’t provide them cats and dogs to love on. That’s just WRONG! 🙂
You know, Tony’s “RH” could also stand for Royal Highness. Ha! Tony Royal Highness Pickles, funny or what? Good thing I’m not naming the kittens. Those babies and their bellies are delicious. and who wouldn’t kiss Caspian 1000 times in a row? I LOVE the look of disdain on Kara’s face. She really is not amused. Boys! who’ll ever understand ’em?