I should have mentioned this earlier this week, but I forgot (you know how I am). Saturday marked 13 years since my very first blog post (though back then we called ’em journals, not blogs) about my very first set of fosters, Mia and her kittens Peanut, Flossie, Snoopy, Edgar & Oy (that was back before we went with a theme for the whole litter, though Mia and Oy were both named after Stephen King characters.)
13 years, 351 cats and kittens. That’s something, isn’t it?
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Kristi with attitude.
Brian Boitano and Torvill, hangin’ out. (Brian looks bigger than Torvill in this picture, but he’s not. It’s the angle!)
A girl and her mama.
Debi enjoys a good belly rub.
“Paws UP, y’all!”
A girl and her granny.
Katia and kittens. Though none of the kittens are especially vocal (I mean, why would they be when their every need is met before they even know they need it?) Ohno is occasionally a talker, and I think she’s the BAYbee of the bunch.
Apparently Ohno had places to go.
“I CAN BE THE BAYBEE IF I WANNA.”
Pictures do not do Debi justice – she is such a pretty girl!
“I know you’re there, lady.”
Tessa the pretty poser.
After playing with the kittens the other night, Fred pointed to Debi and said “This one reminds me of that one we had that was so cool.”
Well, THAT clears it up. So I had to ask for details – was it recent? Was it at Crooked Acres or before? Was the “cool one” born in our house, part of a litter, a bottle baby? It was recent-ish, he thought it was at Crooked Acres, it was a black kitten, he thought maybe she’d gone to Petsmart and then come back for a little while, and he didn’t remember any more than that, though he was sure he’d know the name if I said it.
“I think it was a girl and she was cool. You’d wave the feather teaser around and her eyes would go black. She was awesome.”
Finally, I brought up the list of fosters page and started scrolling through looking for black kittens. I was scrolling, scrolling, scrolling, and before I got to the kitten in question, I realized who he was talking about…
Tricki!
Tricki and her brother Toto were at Petsmart and came to us for a break for about a month, along with John Smith and Bunnie (see them all in this post.) Tricki went back to Petsmart in February, came back to us in April, went to Petsmart in May, came back to us in mid-August for a couple of weeks, went back to Petsmart at the beginning of September and was FINALLY adopted a few weeks later. To this day, I’m amazed that we didn’t end up keeping her because she was one awesome, tiny little goofball of a girl.
I can definitely see the resemblance between Debi and Tricki!
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Frankie’s pretty sure SOMEONE needs to sweep this deck.
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Previously
2017: “LADY THIS APPEARS TO KEEP HAPPENING,” said Roux.
2016: Ken “Moe” Adams gets his Kravitz on.
2015: “But… I don’t WANT a new little brother!”
2014: Meet the new guys! (Gilbert, Grant, and Marshall)
2013: “I SAID NO MORE PITCHERS, LAYDEE!”
2012: This boy spends a LOT of time chasing, grabbing, and biting his tail.
2011: “But *I* wanna watch those wacky Real Housewives!” says Dorothy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: She was howling, she was screaming, she was hissing, she was spitting.