Athos checks to see if Constance has any breakfast left on her face. (She did, just a little.)
Such a little FLIRT, that Porthos.
Rochefort’s spotted belly delights me.
Covered in kittens. (Porthos, d’Artagnan, Aramis and Planchet)
Athos and Constance find the Fancy Sofa to their liking.
Rochefort in the Fruitasan. (Every time I think they’ve stopped using this and that I should put it away, someone climbs in and takes a nap.)
“So… many… STARS.” (D’Artagnan)
Winter’s taking a short break. (She cracks me up, she always looks so AMUSED.)
Planchet just loves that bed. He climbs in and kneads and kneads before he settles in for a nap.
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Dewey checks out the monkey grass.
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Previously
2019: Katriane loves any toy with feathers on it.
2018: Bethel and Calais, scheming on how to get their paws on the feather teaser.
2017: Nothing says “love” like an eviscerated cricket all over the kitchen followed by a live cicada. Thanks, Dewey!
2016: No entry.
2015: No entry.
2014: Here’s Marshall, on the cat tower, staring at the ceiling and having Deep Thoughts.
2013: “I don’t think he wants to play. He’s kinda rude.”
2012: Not even 12 hours in the cage for that sweet girl!
2011: (Obviously I need to speak in code from here on out, lest the little faker get wind of what’s coming.)
2010: Morning sunshine = Bookworms fightin’ time!
2009: “Wah! Make him stop messing with my taaaaaaaaail!”
2008: So Fred said “Well, they can’t ALL be your favorite, and besides we agreed we wouldn’t be keeping any of them.”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
These kittens are just ridiculous levels of darling. I want to snuggle them all, and why do I get the idea that this is a particularly snuggly bunch?
Question for you. In the BAYbees, BAYbees everywhere video that landed in the social media roundup this past weekend, who’s the purr machine? I definitely heard someone with a motor. I melted! I would not be surprised if you told us this was a purry litter in general. The Constance purring herself all over the place line comes to mind.