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(This next section is taken (with her permission) from Kelly’s blog. As I told Kelly, I am fighting an all-out war with Asian Lady beetles right now and couldn’t put two words together to tell you about Gail’s fosters!)
Clockwise from top left: Washburn, Jayne, Captain Malcolm Reynolds, and Shepard (with Uncle Bitters)
If you live in the New York/New Jersey area and are looking for a kitten to call your own, Gail has four fabulous babies to consider. They are three months old, full of personality, and ready to make your home their home.
Or your hoodie their home, or something like that.
For more information about these sweet babies, email me at mizrobyn (at) gmail (dot) com and I’ll pass it along to Gail.
**Uncle Bitters is very sweet, very handsome, and very unavailable, thank you very much 😉
Would you care for a nice warm Melfi to start your week off right?
Or perhaps an Adriana would suit you better.
And of course that perennial favorite, Silvio.
The Sopranos kittens are starting their week off with Livia’s form of Mama Love.
“No, Mama, I said I was clean! Stop trying to hold me down and clean me!”
“Kids these days. They don’t respect their parents at ALL.”
…like son. (That’s Tony. He just sat there with the end of his tongue sticking out for the longest time. You’d think it would get dry.)
Paulie Walnuts checked out the underside of the Ham-mick to make sure it was running correctly.
Then he took a snooze in the sun.
“Wahhhhhh! I’m da BAYbee!”
Tony enjoys his belly rubs quite a bit.
This scratcher is so popular with the kittens – someone’s always laying on it or sliding through the hole.
“What doin’, lady?”
When Sheriff Mama looks at me like this, I want to confess EVERYTHING.