There’s Fleur, keeping an eye on things.
Luc smacking at Auntie Kat’s tail.
Josephine’s serious little face.
All 6 kittens, present and accounted for!
All 6 kittens AND Auntie Kat AND Margeaux!!!
After that excitement, Luc (on the floor) and Henri had to go curl up for a nap.
“Remember when you got a picture of all 6 of us AND Mama AND Auntie Kat? Remember that? That was fun.”
Beauregard’s got hold of Auntie Kat’s tail, and now he’s not sure what to do with it.
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Previously
2018: Meet the new fosters! (Ryder and her Fleet.)
2017: “Was just a quick nap! I’m ready for my mission, lady!”
2016: “Lady, you stop hovering over me. You’re making me nervous!”
2015: “ESSCUSE ME I HAS A COMPLAINT AND MY COMPLAINT IS THAT IT’S ONLY WEDNESDAY PLEASE REMEDY THIS IMMEDIATELY.”
2014: Smilin’ Joe, the tuxie-doe
2013: Meet the Sopranos.
2012: Rough life, Pickle Joe.
2011: She’s no shy, retiring violet when it comes to kicking her brother’s butt!
2010: No entry.
2009: Beulah update!
2008: No entry.
2007: The best picture ever taken on the face of this planet.
2006: Maddy Milk face.
2005: I have a feeling that bleach is going to be my best friend for the foreseeable future.
Here’s a question: why do the kittens only seem to play with Aunt Kat’s tail and not mom’s? Margeaux seems to be silently missing from any interaction with her brood. Is that normal?
They play with Margeaux’s tail too, I just don’t always catch it. At this point Margeaux is trying to wean them, so she spends most of her time on her belly and is less fun than Katriane, who will play with them.
I think it’s interesting how there’s two light brown kittens, two dark brown kittens, and two grey kittens in this litter.
It makes it fun trying to tell them apart in pictures when I can’t see a collar, for sure!
hardest picture in the world 🙂
Oh those little kitten faces…they are just too funny!
The cafe I go to sometimes on my way to work get these chi-chi fancy donuts in on Thursday mornings from a local bakery, and every time I pick some up (yes, I said “some”. Just one is pointless, you know?), I keep thinking that they really should have a bunch named after the kittens…