Regarding Frankie (I forgot to include this update with his picture in yesterday’s post) : he is doing okay. We are just now starting him on Atopica – Fred literally just picked up the bottle yesterday. He’ll be on that along with the steroids for 30 days, and then we’ll wean him off the steroids, and hopefully it’ll work for him. I’ll keep y’all informed!
PS: Have I mentioned that Frankie has THE softest and silkiest fur ever? Good thing he likes to be petted!
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I love that dark stripe down the middle of Mercury’s back.
Hubble loves his mama.
Telstar, helping Mama keep her head clean.
Sweet girl.
Poor Mercury – she just wanted to play with that toy, and Hubble had to come get up in her space.
So so so pretty.
Just laying around with her tongue out, as you do.
I put that window bed up, and (of course) everyone ignored it for two days. Now it’s always occupied, most often by Mercury.
She lets them nurse, waits for them to fall asleep, and then slips away for a few quiet moments to herself.
Hubble holdin’ paws with Mercury.
“Don’t you go waking those babies up, lady.”
Playing a rousing game of Slappy Paws with Starburst.
Yesterday I decided it was time to put collars on Stardust and Aurora so that I could stop putting dabs of fingernail polish on their ears – and because they need to get used to wearing collars anyway, before they go off to Petsmart in another month or so. They look so much alike that most of the time I can’t tell them apart (though it helps that Aurora is the largest of the litter and Stardust is the smallest.)
I put collars on each of the girls and went out of the room to do a few things. The girls handled it quite well, didn’t even seem to notice that they had collars on. Half an hour later, when I walked back in, Stardust’s yellow collar was laying in the middle of the room, and Mercury was in the middle of peeling Aurora’s pink collar off of her.
I guess she doesn’t think they need collars. SHE can tell them apart!
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Video! Mercury playing. She’s got a playful streak, that girl.
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Khal Drogo. Picture taken through the glass. He still has zero use for me, though I’ve been able to pet him a few times. He has very thick, very soft fur.
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Previously
2016: “::SIGH:: I guess if you gots to rub the belleh, you gots to rub the belleh. Make it quick.”
2015: “Why you keep us in this tub, you awful woman?”
2014: No entry.
2013: The Sopranos are one month old!
2012: “You get away from that string, that is MY string, and you are not invited to share it!”
2011: ::leap::
2010: There needs to be a feather boa involved.
2009: And how can you put down a sleeping kitten? (You can’t.)
2008: No entry.
2007: I don’t think it’s possible to take a bad picture of Elle.
2006: Warning: cat cannot hold her licker.
2005: “Who, me? No, I wasn’t going to climb into the fireplace. Nope, not me!”