This is the little bathroom off the computer room. Every single kitten adores hanging out in there (in part, I suspect, because it’s very warm in there most of the time), and Veruca and Violet especially love to go in there, push the trash basket over, and play in and on it. Needless to say, I don’t use it for trash.
“Lady, it has not escaped my notice that when you’re around, chickens fall from the sky. I’ve got my eye on you.”
One thing about the Wonkas, I don’t think I’ve mentioned, is that they all have very long tails to go along with their very big ears. I should measure their overall length and then the length of their tails and then measure all the other cats in the house the same way so I can back up my long-tail assertion with cold, hard facts.
Tell me she can’t flap those things and fly away.
“What big ears you have, Veruca!”
“The better to ignore you with, my dear.”
Gussy McFlooferton, at your service.
Is that not the smuggest little face? Like “I KNOW Miz Poo hates kittens, ask me if I care.”
A spray o’ Cookie whiskers.
Sheriff Mama (aka “Kara”) keeps an eye out in case someone needs a butt-kicking.
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Previously
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: Two things about our country cats I have learned
2005: No entry.