Rummy smiles.
Rummy puts the ol’ chomperoo on Slapjack.
A little attitude from Slapjack.
And a little attitude from Rummy.
Whist likes to snooze between the pillows.
And so does Pinochle.
Nap time with Whist and Pinochle.
“Lady, lady, hey lady, you gots any more of that probiotic? I could use another shot!”
They’re still loving that cat tree!
In case you were worried, the kittens don’t really seem to be missing Canasta. They’re a bit puzzled, like they know something is different and aren’t sure what, but they’re pretty much acting like they always did. They’re maybe a little more vocal, as though Canasta was doing all their talking before now, but otherwise they’re the same.
PS: In case you missed it on social media yesterday, we are adoption pending on Uno, Pinochle and Whist (TOGETHER.) This means that all the kittens are spoken for, and once they’re spayed and neutered next week, they’ll start heading off to their new homes. Not all at once, though, they’ll head off slowly.
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Jake’s all “Is nap time, lady. You go ‘way.”
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Previously
2020: I like how the Toastycat bed is looking on approvingly at Bugs the Cutie.
2019: Mary leaps away to get away from Ma the Bathing Machine.
2018: Debi’s a tree hugger.
2017: No entry.
2016: I’m pretty sure Bert had just gotten the ol’ whapperoo from Chanandler.
2015: Louis senses a disturbance in the Force.
2014: Livia and the Ears of Annoyance.
2013: Floofily fabulous.
2012: No entry.
2011: ::maniacal laughter::
2010: Between the Bookworms and the Rescuees, my home is awash in sweet kittens.
2009: I sure am going to miss the little monkeys.
2008: “You ever get that feeling like someone’s watching you?”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: This is Flossie.