Porthos has such pretty eyes.
There was a kitten gathering, and when d’Artagnan decided he had better places to be, Aramis gave him the ol’ chomperoo on the butt.
Constance is keeping an eye on me.
Planchet’s face is CRACKING. ME. UP.
Rochefort in the sun. He has such pretty eyes.
Rochefort and Constance are all “What?”
D’Artagnan has a think.
Ooh, it’s a Planchet-Aramis pie. My favorite!
I brought that bed from the guest bedroom so I could toss it into the washer, but then the kittens found it, and so it’ll live in that spot on the floor forever now.
Porthos has something to say.
Athos checks out the Fancy Sofa.
“This Fancy Sofa is mine now,” says Winter.
“BRB, going to meow-ter space.”
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Khal comes to see if there’s a snuggle available. (There was.)
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Previously
2019: Fleur the cutie.
2018: I was weighing kittens, and my assistant Calais decided it was time to do a little filing.
2017: No entry.
2016: Okay, how many kitten-in-the-sun pictures am I going to post?
2015: Gracie.
2014: Then when he saw that it was just me, he gave me the blinkity-blink Eyes of Love, and went back to sleep.
2013: I don’t know what got Norbie all perturbed, but his expression is cracking me UP.
2012: No entry.
2011: “This platform is too smaaaaaall, and everyone keeps trying to cram themselves on the platform wiiiiiiith me, and I don’t liiiiiike it!”
2010: Comfy, are we, Marty?
2009: “HI lady. You got snacks for me?”
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: We came back ten minutes later, and this is what we saw.