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Mambo’s in the basket, waiting for something to happen.
ChaCha’s havin’ a think while Tango has none.
“There’s always someone’s tail in my face, lady.”
Flamenco, up close.
Sashay says “I ain’t lookin’ at you, lady, no matter how many kissy noises you make at me.”
Tango from above.
Flamenco, again. She finds me fascinating! (Same, kid.)
Tango and Mambo tussle in the basket, and Sashay cannot help but GRAB that tail.
Sashay loves the ceiling fan.
Tango atop the tall scratcher, looking up at the wall shelves.
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The magnificent Khal strikes a pose.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky) yesterday.
We’ve got a lights-on, no-one-home situation going on with Mambo, here.
ChaCha wonders where her people are. That’s right – she’s still available for adoption. If she seems like your kinda gal, email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org or fill out an application right here.
YouTube link
Tango and Sashay are having a lot of fun with that cube – and each other.
“Keepin’ an eye on you, lady,” says Flamenco. (Someone’s gotta!)
YouTube link
Tossing toys for the kittens!
Flamenco and Mambo are always at the front of the bunch, grabbing and holding onto that Churu tube for dear life.
It’s a Tango pie (my favorite!) with a side of the why-I-oughta clenched fist.
Good night innernets. (Sashay)
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Previously
2024: We had an unfortunate melted-kitten situation, but these things happen.
2023: No entry.
2022: “We know you gots turkey. Hand it over!”
2021: Happy Thanksgiving!
2020: Calamity Jane looks like she’s comparing the size of her dainty little paw to Wild Bill’s.
2019: Who wants to fly into Nashville or drive to Huntsville to pick up a couple, huh?
2018: Fender and Gauge make me think of Lenny and Squiggy for some reason. “Hallo!”
2017: No entry.
2016: Charleston says “This is MINE. You get your own.”
2015: The ducks, looking for trouble.
2014: TC coming out from his hidey hole under the doll bed.
2013: Too much helium for Adriana this morning.
2012: No entry.
2011: ::smack::
2010: No entry.
2009: Pink (Milano) is too important to hang out with the little people.
2008: There’s just nothing like having four warm little kittens flopped against you, purring to beat the band.
2007: I CANNED TURKEY BROTH.
2006: No entry.
2005: Yesterday marked six years since we adopted Miz Poo.
I love how cute they are
Great news on Tango and Sashay!!
Also, I clicked the 2015 link to see those trouble-seeking ducks (talk about click bait, haha) — but then on the way to the ducks (and to George and the chickens and a young Archie and Stefan, aww), I saw those Asian Lady Beetles — and WHOA. I don’t know if I had just missed that post 10 years ago or maybe I just blocked out the memory of those beetles, but I read that post as if it was new information (and maybe it was). YIKES. That was a lot of beetles.
Those Asian Lady Beetles were the WORST. Sometimes I miss living at Crooked Acres a little, but I will NEVER EVER miss that part of it!