Edited to add: babies are here, she had them some time after midnight while I was sleeping! Five of them, wiggly and healthy! (They appear to all be varieties of brown tabby and white.)
Edited again to add: Six. There are six. We had a miscount situation.
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And hanging out on the cat tree.
I wish this was clearer, but I’m glad I finally got him in mid-leap.
“Why you sittin’ on the floor, weird lady?”
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No kittens yet – but soon! Maybe. Or maybe not. Who knows?
When I’m not in there to harass and annoy her, that is.
“Oh, lady. Don’t you know that the more you bug me, the longer I’ll take to birth ’em?”
Reasons I think she’ll have those kittens today: because I want them.
Reasons I think she won’t: because cat.
Fred said last night that he thinks she’s got another week. You know, ever since he predicted that Maggie would have her kittens on the day she had them, he thinks he’s an expert cat labor predictor. I hope he’s WRONG and that we have kittens long before a week is up!
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Video! Watching Mercury’s belly. There’s some definite movement, but we haven’t reach alien level yet. Also, a short clip of her waddle at the end, which I slowed down so y’all can see the full effect.
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Stefan would like me to wake him up when the kittens are ready for torturing.
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Previously
2016: Breakfast time isn’t always an orderly affair.
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: Stop showing off. No one’s paying attention to your silly disco moves.
2012: Meet Tony Rocky Horror Pickle.
2011: The many moods of Harlan Peppers.
2010: On vacation!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: Yes, miss Maryanne has made herself at home here, but no – we’re not keeping her (I know y’all don’t believe me – but we’re not!).
2006: No entry.
2005: I think he might be all talk, though.