Ressler, staring into the handheld light (I was trying to shed some light on that gorgeous boy) and holding down a stack of papers.
Gaston, having Deep Thoughts. Or maybe Sleepy Thoughts.
And Gaston, sound asleep.
Ressler hanging out with Uncle Stefan.
Wahhh. I wonder if you’ve heard any rumors about who da BAYbee is?
Sweet little Ressler.
Keeping an eye on me (I was trying to get him to jump over to the bed so I could get some jumping pictures. He was acting like he had no idea what I wanted him to do.)
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Teresa and I decided yesterday that it made more sense for Mercury to come to me before she had her babies rather than after, so I scrubbed down the foster room, got it all set up for her, and then went to get her.
Oh, this girl. You guys, she is the SWEETEST. She sat in her carrier in the front seat next to me and all the way home she was so calm and curious, looked around, snoozed a little, and looked some more. She is so chill!
She is also huuuge.
She checked out the crate a few times.
She tried to figure out why I kept pointing my phone at her.
Her belly is about the size of that 25 pound weight! (Okay, maybe not QUITE. But that’s a big belly!)
Checking her eyeliner.
I swear she looks to me as though she’ll be dropping those kittens at any moment. Fred, on the other hand, says that since her belly isn’t constantly moving, it’ll be at least a few days and that there’s some growing still to be done. Poor Mercury; I’m not sure how much more than belly can grow!
PS: In case you missed it in the comments yesterday, Mercury and her kittens will be named after NASA missions & projects. Teresa’s got a list of pre-approved names and she’ll be naming the kittens once they’re born.
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Who oh who do you imagine was the recipient of that Alice Mo Look o’ Love?
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Previously
2016: When Uncle Stefan came avisitin’.
2015: “Lady, why you do me like this?”
2014: “I gives you the stink eye, lady.”
2013: “Draw me like one of your French girls, Jack.”
2012: Meet the Pickles!
2011: I’d happily wait ’til next Spring for another bout of really bad weather, though, if it’s all the same to you, MOTHER NATURE.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: New kitten movie!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: “Who’s the one who couldn’t wait ’til 6:30 and had to run up and let them out an hour earlier?” I pointed out.