Tia Teriyaki is serious about paw cleanliness.
Molly Marinara has the outline of a kitten on her back, if you hadn’t noticed.
Hannah Hollandaise puts the ol’ chomperoo on Franco Fondue – who looks more amused than anything.
Molly Marinara in the sun. She is SUCH a pretty girl (I know I never mention that.)
Sofia Soy Sauce is keeping an eye on Alfie Alfredo.
Christopher Chutney in the sun, needing a squeeze.
When one moves into previously occupied home, there are always little oddities. In this house, there’s this hook in the ceiling of the foster room. I have no idea what it was used for (it looks like a hook where you’d hang a plant, but that seems like an odd location for it), and since – for now – I’m just using things as they are (all the pictures on the wall are using the nails that were already there; as we repaint the house, pictures will be moved, I’m sure), I thought I’d hang this – a felt cat hanging from a balloon, created by local crafter Foxes and Felines – from the hook. I think it’s cute up there, and none of the fosters have given it a second look.
“I bet I could jump high enough to grab that!” says Hannah Hollandaise. (She hasn’t tried yet; I’m probably going to move it so she isn’t tempted.)
Sofia Soy Sauce is pure sunshine, is what she is.
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Khal’s keeping an eye on me, magnificently.
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Theo Pesto and Christopher Chutney are tusslin’ in the sun.
“Oh gosh HIIIIIII innernets! How you doin’?! I haven’t seen you in forever, you look fabulous!” says Alfie Alfredo.
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This is a very very short one, but I try to grab these sweet moments when I see them!
Molly Marinara initiated this contact and Hannah Hollandaise was all “I suppose my chin could use some cleaning, thanks!”
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Milk bar shenanigans. Watch as the kittens nurse… and occasionally use Molly Marinara as a jungle gym. She’s such a patient mama.
Hannah Hollandaise is all “Whoa, dude…. What’s up with this really bright light?”
Good night innernets. (Sofia Soy Sauce)
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Previously
2020: Meeting Uncle Archie.
2019: “GIVE AUNTIE KAT A HUG, LUC!
2018: No entry.
2017: I can’t stand how cute he is!
2016: “I’m not crazy, lady. I’m not going over THERE.”
2015: Phelps has had his bottle, obviously.
2014: She is just the silliest little goofball, this girl.
2013: “YOU LET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW, LADY!”
2012: Saying goodbye to Rupert.
2011: Sights from around Crooked Acres.
2010: He meows, stretches, then goes down the cat tree, meowing the entire way.
2009: Have I mentioned that Sam is a back climber?
2008: Kara & babies.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Yesterday afternoon Rambo and Jodie were snuggled up on the cat bed on my desk, and she sat up and stretched, and then there was this ::fwoomp!::, and she was gone.
Is that hook right in line with the door? I wasn’t sure of the angle from the photo but, if it is, maybe it was for mistletoe. 😉
I was going to suggest a swag lamp until I saw the location of the hook. Maybe they screwed it into the ceiling to perplex the next owners?