I got the awesome news last night!
Our boy is going to a wonderful home where he’ll have two kitty sisters to play with, and will be (I guarantee you) spoiled rotten! Hurray, Hubble!!!
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I had a few requests for a picture of The Loon, so here he is.
There are no problems with Jake, he’s doing fine, going along in his usual loony way, he just haaates the camera. He hates it so much that you’d think I regularly throw it at him. I don’t throw it at anyone, that camera was far too expensive and I handle it with kid gloves. But the instant he sees it, he scurries off like something terrifying is about to happen. I had to sneak up on him to get that picture above, and the instant he realized what was going on, off he went.
So that’s why you rarely see pictures of him. I’d share his loony face every day if he’d just sit still and let me take his picture.
Frankie, deciding his next move.
Alice Mo and her toe beans.
It’s just such a rough life for a Stefan.
I swear Newt spends 50% of his time hanging out in the bathroom. I can’t blame him – that room gets sun all day long.
I vacuumed, so Khal fled upstairs to take refuge on Fred’s desk.
Pretty Sheriff Mama in the bathroom. Who’d have guessed the bathroom would turn out to be so popular?
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Previously
2017: “What? Is comfy!”
2016: No entry.
2015: “Seriously, lady. You’re a cat hoarder, right? You have like 138 cats out there?”
2014: Throwback Thursday: 2009.
2013: Some of them slept. Some of them gave me the stink eye.
2012: As soon as they hear me wake up and roll over in the morning, though, they’re all crawling on me, purring, and asking for love.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: It’s absolutely stunning what separating a couple of skittish kittens will do to their personality.
2008: And then Joe Bob wasn’t even interested in going outside.
2007: We call him Popeye when he does this.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.