Wild Bill needs a squeeze.
Snowcone gets a chomp from Buffalo Bill (with Candy Apple looking on in the background.)
Snowcone returns the favor.
Funnel Cake needs a snuggle.
Annie Oakley likes to sit just far enough away that I can’t reach her.
Calamity Jane keeps an eye on things (and ignores that wrassling match behind her.)
Tater Tot looking gorgeous. And Snowcone’s feet looking like they need a chomp.
“MINE,” says Davy Crockett.
Eclair and Snowcone are keeping warm in the crate (there’s a warming pad under the blanket.) Please admire Snowcone’s neatly folded feets.
Eclair, Annie Oakley and Candy Apple would like to know just what I think I’m doing.
Fritter and French Fry keep an eye on the feather teaser.
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Charlie goes for a walk in the back yard. (Well, more of a rest in the back yard.)
He’s a good looking boy, isn’t he?
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Previously
2019: After I shower, I inevitably come out of the bathroom to find a bed covered in kittens.
2018: Gauge and the Stranger Danger suit.
2017: No entry.
2016: Iva appears to be raaaaather pleased with herself.
2015: Phelps, giving the innernets the sultry eyes.
2014: Toes and Teefs and Tongues Tuesday.
2013: “What you want, lady? You go away for days and months and years, and you think I wanna snuggle you? You think WRONG.”
2012: No entry.
2011: This was the perfect storm that kicked off what I like to UNfondly refer to as “Sprayapalooza.”
2010: Laurie probably beats her kittens to make them behave.
2009: “I HAZ A COMPLAINT! I WAS TOLD THERE’D BE FOOD AT THIS PARTY!”
2008: These kittens = exactly what a cranky woman needs.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Cleanliness is next to Sugarbuttliness.