Y’all have asked how Dennis is doing now that he’s a permanent resident, and he is doing great. He and Jake are thick as thieves, and he and Stefan play together a lot, too. He’s got his routine down pat – he knows snackin’ time, he knows standing still to have his collar put on, he knows running around the back yard, and he knows coming inside at bedtime when I call for them. His collar (which works with the invisible fence around the back yard) keeps him from roaming, and he spends as much time inside as out in the back yard during the day.
The medicine cabinet, in the dining room. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a cat up there before.
Getting some love from Fred.
Snack time! I love that the three brown tabbies are in a row – Dennis on the left, Kara in the middle and Corbie on the right.
I was upstairs one morning, giving the kittens and Angelo fresh catnip. All of a sudden, we heard the screech of a very angry girlcat.
Angelo was concerned.
Grant was a little scared.
I went downstairs to see what was going on, and found…
“She’s purty! I wants to be her friend!”
Stinkerbelle is clearly fuming that “GOT ENOUGH FRIENDS, THANKS.”
“Hi, pretty lady. I’ll just be right here when you change your mind and want to be friends.”
“I’ll just put my paw right here, all casual-like, in case you want to touch paws.”
I kind of hope he wears Stinkerbelle down. I think she could use a friend other than Tommy!
With the kittens running around downstairs a few hours a day, Dennis has come back around to disciplining them so that they’ll Act Right. This picture cracks me up because of Dennis’s face.
“These childrens needs DISCIPLINE.”
I’m not sure that whole thing is going to fit in your mouth, Dennis.
“I BITE YOU, MISTER DENNIS. BITE YOU HARD!”
So in summation: Dennis is doing great. He and the other permanent residents adjusted to each other very smoothly (given the slow introduction, that’s not surprising), and he’s turned out to be a very sweet, very well-adjusted boy and in fact I can lean down and pick him up without him skittering away the way he used to. He’s got the routine down pat, and he’s the first one to let me know that it’s snackin’ time RIGHT NOW LADY, which the other permanent residents appreciate.
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Previously
2013: “Talk to the paw, lady. Talk. To. The. PAW.”
2012: We like to keep the entire animal kingdom hydrated.
2011: “Ya know, I was just LAYING here taking a snooze, and before I knew it, these little monsters had latched on!”
2010: Random animal pics.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: They’ll be fine, they’ll be fine, they’ll be fine, they’ll be fine…