I’m on vacation this week, and will be incommunicado ’til I get back from Myrtle Beach. I’ve scheduled entries to automatically post every morning at the usual time, so you won’t have to go without.
See you next week!
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Poor Livia. She was sitting there, minding her own business, and then she was SWARMED.
(Adriana’s legs, sticking out from underneath Paulie Walnuts: killing me DEAD.)
goes! (Meadow, all “I’ma sit on your head, Mama, okay? Okay!”)
Everyone but Tony is in that pile.
Tony, who had been wandering around the room, suddenly realized something was going on over here. “WHAT GOING ON OVER HERE?!” he demands.
Silvio, bracing his back foot against Livia’s front paw to get leverage. SO. CUTE.
All kittens, present and accounted for. They might kind of blend together, but they’re all there!
And just like that, Livia was DONE. Note that a couple of kittens are still latched on.
“Mama! Mama! We’re still HUNGRY!”
“Tough luck, kid.”
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Maxi notes that there’s NO food on that plate and that just will not DO.
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Previously
2012: Talk about living dangerously! Poor Tommy.
2011: “What? I’m sleeping. You go ‘way.”
2010: While he was here, he was clearly COMPLETELY miserable.
2009: Hello, gorgeous.
2008: “Hey. You have two hands, don’t you? Two hands, two cats, THE MATH ADDS UP. Get to petting!”
2007: No entry.
2006: (Maddy learns the art of sarcasm)
2005: Sugarbutt’s back!
I have no comment today because that series of kitteh pictures killed me dead.
I love Livia’s expressions, and your interpretation of them!
Kitten ‘tocks!!! Especially the ‘tocks on Meadow in the “ceiling fan take me away” shot… *THUD*
I went back to look…LOL’d!!!
Poor Livia looks like she’s being consumed by a mindless swarm of hungry, relentless… Oh wait, she is.
yep – I’m dead too….the cuteness was just too much. 🙂
Is the milk bar closing already.. Why is it my kittens take forever to grow up but yours seem to do it overnight?? 🙂
Ah, what a good momma Livia is!!
“Ceiling fan, take me away” — sheer genius!
“Mama! Mama! We’re still HUNGRY!”
“Tough luck, kid.”
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Did anyone else’s mother ever tell them “tough titty, said the kitty” when they complained about something? Just me? Okay, then.
(The whole thing went, “‘tough titty,’ said the kitty, ‘but the milk’s still good!'” I seldom ever heard the last 5 words, though.)