Aslan, atop the ess, lookin’ for someone to swipe at.
Charming, standing up and waving his front paws around in an attempt to show Jareth who the boss is.
Charming in motion.
Buttercup on the window sill. Yep, THIS doesn’t make me nervous at ALL.
I swear I’m going to have to line the floor with foam so she doesn’t hurt herself by falling.
Leia, keeping an eye on all the goings-on. Ignore how terrible that cat tree looks. I actually went upstairs and Furminated it after I saw this picture!
Aslan is apparently not only the Swiper, he’s the Biter.
But he prefers to swipe.
“HALLO, Mister Mouse scratchy thing!” It won’t be long before I find one of them hanging onto that thing and swinging back and forth.
But for now, Leia will stay on the ground.
Can you believe they’re SIX weeks old already? I weighed them last night (weights are at the bottom of their page) and found that Charming is just a bit under two pounds. He is going to be one BIG kitty! Leia’s now the smallest – it’s funny that if you put her next to Aslan, she looks much bigger, but it’s ALL fluff.
Charming and Jareth are now eating canned food pretty regularly. I bring in canned kitten food specifically for the kittens in the morning and evening. Both Charming and Jareth now run toward me with MUCH excitement when they see me walk in the door. They generally need a little help figuring out where the food is, but once they get going, they eat well. I got Buttercup interested yesterday by offering her chicken baby food – I’ve also seen her take bites off of Kate’s plate (Kate gets five 3-ounce cans of food every day, as well as having dry food available to her at all times). Aslan and Leia cannot be enticed with baby food or canned food. They’re not losing weight, so they’re eating something (they could be why Kate is skin and bones, I guess!). They very well might be eating the Royal Canin Babycat when I’m not around.
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“Okay, so, like, I think I might be ready to have these babies. While I sharpen my claws on your socks, I need you to tell me this: do I need to show them them the litter box as soon as they’re born, or will they find it on their own? How does this whole litter box thing work again?”
“I have to WHAT? With my WHAT? I THOUGHT THEY WERE BORN KNOWING HOW TO USE THE LITTER BOX.”
“FORGET IT. I’m not doing THAT! They can just stay where they are!”
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The other two pictures from the Tommy-and-Sugarbutt series (which started yesterday).
Tom Cullen, livin’ dangerously.
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Previously
2012: Not in the mood to play with kittens, I guess!
2011: No entry.
2010: It’s a miracle!
2009: Bed capacity: holds four.
2008: These kittens are never going to open their eyes.
2007: The move went about as smoothly as a move can go.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.