Since I hadn’t vacuumed the kitten room in a long time – I think it’s actually been a couple of weeks, except for the time I took the hand vac in there and sucked up the dead ladybugs – I decided to vacuum in there while I was cleaning on Saturday. I thought about shooing the kittens into the closet (where the litter boxes are kept) and shutting them in there while I vacuumed, but in the end I just brought the vacuum cleaner upstairs and started running it, figuring they’d all find places to hide.
They found a place to hide, all right. With the entire upstairs providing many hiding places, they apparently all felt the safest atop the cat tree. All four of them crammed themselves up there and glared at me, ears pointed out to the side, while I vacuumed their room.
They forgave me quickly, though – they always do. All I have to do to get them to come snuggle with me these days, is come into their room and sit on the floor. At this point, even Claudette comes over and asks to be petted. I have proof!
Claudette does her Jack LaLanne impression.
Oh, how Lem loves the sun!
Check out the smug look. Marion’s planning something, and I don’t know that I want to be around to find out what it is!
Lem on the cat tree.
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Previously
2007: “Pls not to be looking at me unless it is snackin’ time, thx.”
2006: No entry.
2005: Poor, tortured Booger.