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Please say hello…
To our newest foster, Calliope! She’s a gorgeous dilute calico with big gorgeous green eyes.
This is what happened when I walked into the foster room with her and opened the carrier. The kittens swarmed.
They certainly didn’t seem to notice that she was a stranger. (And she IS a stranger – they’d never seen her before. She is NOT their mother, though she certainly looks as though she could be.)
She’s about three years old and extremely sweet. She showed up at a feral colony in Huntsville and needed saving, so she came to Forgotten Felines. I told Michelle that if she could go into the foster room and get along with the kittens, I’d take her. Turns out? She gets along with the kittens just fine.
I mean, she gets annoyed with them occasionally, but I certainly can’t blame her. They can be a LOT.
She claimed the window bed as hers.
She wanted to know what the kittens were all excited about. (She does like Churu, but the mayhem of Churu time on the desk with 6 nearly-grown kittens is more than she likes to be involved with. Especially since she’s learned I’ll come find her and make sure she gets her share of Churu.)
Memorizing the names of her new roommates.
She gets her food up on the counter away from the kittens because otherwise they’d just shove her out of the way and eat her food.
In my lap with Bao.
The funny thing is that she looks like she COULD be their mother, and she is sweet with them – will often lick them if they get up in her face. I tell them all the time that she’s much nicer to them than they deserve, given all the shenanigans they get up to.
And yes. Yes she is pregnant, confirmed by a vet. I keep suggesting to her that she wait to have her kittens until these guys have been adopted out, but I’m not sure that’s going to happen. (If I see that she’s getting close to having kittens, I can move her out into the bathroom; she puts up with the Dumpling Gang really well, but I suspect that birthing kittens in the chaos of that room would not be good for her nerves… or mine!)
One kitten (Tortellini) ON the desk, one kitten (Wonton) NEXT to the desk.
Two kittens on the desk!
Four kittens (Wonton, Tortellini, Momos & Pierogi) ON the desk, and one kitten (Bao) NEXT to the desk.
Five kittens (Wonton, Bao, Tortellini, Momos & Pierogi) on the desk!
Six kittens on the desk (Khinkali, Wonton, Bao, Tortellini, Momos & Pierogi)! My job is done here.
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When we first made Magoo’s adoption official, Fred complained “He doesn’t like me as much as he likes you! He likes you way more!” and I would say “Just give it time. He doesn’t know you as well as he knows me.”
Then the other day I walked downstairs to see Fred sitting on the couch reading…
And Magoo curled up on his arm.
I think Magoo likes Fred just fine now.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky/Threads) yesterday.
Khinkali and Momos are wondering just WHAT you think you’re doing.
Throw Back Thursday: Sebastian (aka Baby Bash) one year ago. SO DANG CUTE!
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Throw Back Thursday: from 2023, bottle babies doin’ what they do. In this order: Rufous, Rufous, Wren, Starling, Rufous & Plover (Rufous is in there more than once mostly because I was so thrilled that he was finally taking the bottle – I had to tube feed him for a little while.)
Throw Back Thursday: the Cardsharks, five years ago! It is #Thlurrrpsday, after all. (From left: Rummy, Uno, Whist, Pinochle, Fizzbin & Slapjack)
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A short video of Bao in the danglebasket, chasing his tail.
Tortellini went fishin’, caught this fish, and now she’s gonna eat it. Doesn’t look like she plans on sharing, either, so keep your paws to yourself.
Good night innernets. 🙃
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Previously
2025: ‘Til then, rest assured that we are perfectly fine!
2024: Ciabatta’s talking to the ceiling fan, and Babka’s telling me how cool it is.
2023: Just a mama in her box, enjoying some quiet time.
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: Why yes, it IS Benjamin Bunny in a bunny party hat.
2019: Mary is today’s ray of sunshine – Albert’s her understudy.
2018: That box is both bed and breakfast, it appears.
2017: I had no clue this was even a possibility – it looks like Roux didn’t either!
2016: #TheLoons are strong in #BertMacklin, too.
2015: Here’s a mystery for you to ponder.
2014: Throw Back Thursday: Mr. Fancypants.
2013: “Mama! I am CLEAN ENOUGH!”
2012: “Cannot. Move. Halp…”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: It’s going to be awfully quiet around here without them!
2008: At 4 weeks old, they’re wild little things!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.