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Janeway in the sun, being a cutie pie.
Kirk joined her on the scratcher and then Troi climbed up and did… whatever this is.
And Kes checking out the view from the rocket’s space window.
Spock on the ham-mick, all “You mind?”
Kirk on the tall scratcher in my room, and Janeway coming up to join.
A very blurry Kirk, leaping for my bed. (He made it, in case you were worried.)(And kudos to my phone for making sure that the bedside table is in sharp focus while Kirk is just a big ol’ blur.)
Troi checks out the view from the back window.
Flyin’ Troi. (And yes, she made it.)
Kirk and Kes on one scratcher, Spock on the other.
So the word on the kittens is this: Forgotten Felines has received an application for Kes and Troi (together) and another one for Spock and Janeway (together), and to everyone’s bafflement, not a single inquiry about Kirk. I guess his people are busy doing something else; I’m not worried, I know they’ll be along soon enough.
Edited to add: Application for Kirk received this morning!
(What if we – and by “we” I mean “y’all” – just go ahead and skip the “hE ShOuLd bEcOmE A PeRmAnEnT ReSiDeNt” for once?)
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Khal poses with his favorite zucchini plant. (We grew zucchini and yellow squash in big pots this year. We got a few, but I wasn’t impressed with our crop and won’t do it again.)
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Troi’s waiting for one of her siblings to enter the tunnel so she can smack at ’em as they go by.
It’s a self-cleaning Spock pie (my favorite!) with just a tiny blop of Churu on his nose.
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Someone call the exterminator, we’ve got an awfully cute case of bedbugs (and they’re multiplying!)
Kirk’s all “Whatchoo doin’, lady?” Checking out your adorably floofy self, is what I’m doin’.
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Monkeys on the bed!
Janeway’s taking a space walk to remove that antenna because it drives her CRAZY (Troi watches in approval.)
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Previously
2022: Saul’s all “HALLO!”
2021: Mama would like everyone to know that the kitten wings are particularly tasty at this age.
2020: Constance wants her sparkleball.
2019: Beauregard’s all “Um. Whatcha waiting for, lady?”
2018: A FULL basket of muffins.
2017: If this look doesn’t say “What fresh Hell is this?”…
2016: I must need a lot of snoopervision.
2015: No entry.
2014: “Hallo, innernets. Why do I feel like somebody’s always watching me?”
2013: I fear that I am going to just up and squoosh him ’til the Fluff comes right out his ears.
2012: Polly the Dryer Inspector thinks I don’t empty the lint trap often enough.
2011: Poor, sad, deprived kittens with no toys to speak of.
2010: (Reminder to self: bring ear plugs next time!)
2009: It’s just amazing!
2008: Pet store kitties.
2007: Their story is that they’re 5 sisters, about five months old, and they were, I believe, the kittens of a feral cat.
2006: So stop asking why, you stinkin’ peoples.
2005: Look guilty, don’t they?