Throwback Thursday: Newt and Maxi.
After mentioning, a few days ago, that Newt is already 10 years old (!), I thought that a good Throwback Thursday theme would be pictures of the current permanent residents one of the very first times we saw them. I’ll do a couple of permanent residents each Thursday, rather than doing them all at once.
Maxi, on the front porch of our house. The very first time we met her, she was clearly nursing kittens. Look at how tiny she is! This was back in the fall of 2006, when we’d committed to buying Crooked Acres, but hadn’t signed the papers yet.
She eventually showed up with her litter of four kittens. We (Fred) named them Fezzik, Inigo, Princess Buttercup, and Westley. They became Challenger’s House cats; we fostered them for a few weeks, and then they went off to Petsmart and were adopted.
Newt, on the stairs in the garage with Maxi’s kittens Westley and Princess Buttercup. When Maxi first showed up, she showed up alone. Eventually, Newt started showing up along with her. And then he was so good with her kittens that we assumed he was the father to them; the vet suspected that he might actually be one of Maxi’s kittens from a previous litter (which, I know, doesn’t preclude the idea that he could be the father to her kittens too). He’s the only cat Maxi can stand, and even he gets on her nerves pretty quickly.
Newt, after we brought Maxi and her kittens inside. The room they’re in (and I haaaaaaaated that wall color, by the way) is what is now my bedroom (it’s purple). He’s so TINY! I thought he was fully grown when we first met him, but that seems crazy to me now. He is clearly still just a baby!
Maxi is 12 years old this year; Newt is about 11.
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A pile o’ kittens on Fred’s bed.
Apparently Ken Adams (left) and Art Vandelay (right) make comfy pillows.
“He’s the comfiest!” says Chanandler Bong.
Everyone but Princess Consuela is present and accounted for!
The very smug Ken Adams, aka Moe.
Art and Bert get their snuggle on.
A snuggle of kittens.
::thlurrp!:: said Art Vandelay.
Princess Consuela showed up to show off her bikini.
I turned the ceiling fan on to shed a little more light on the situation, and Art Vandelay wasn’t sure what he was looking at.
There’s a family portrait! (If you’re interested, click on the picture to see the larger picture at Flickr, labeled with each of their names.)
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Sheriff Mama (aka Kara), stomping around under the blueberry bushes. I don’t know who did what, but she looks like she’s in a ticket-writing mood!
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Previously
2015: I think it’s safe to say that the kittens have found their crazy.
2014: Livia Monday.
2013: No entry.
2012: About Rupert.
2011: Crooked Acres, after the tornadoes.
2010: “Rowr?”
2009: The Seven.
2008: Killing me with the cute.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.