This leaves Iva, Charlotte and Raleigh at Petsmart. I bet they won’t be there for much longer!
More pictures of the Carolinas before they went off to Petsmart!
Dustin is starting to come around – he’s now approaching us to be petted, flopping down and rolling around on the ground. Yesterday I went over to the tree, where he was sitting, to pet him. He apparently didn’t like that I was standing over him, so he jumped to the ground, walked over to where I usually sit on the floor, and looked expectantly at me.
Fred thought, yesterday, that we should put up the screen door at the bottom of the stairs and let Dustin have the run of the upstairs. I didn’t think this was such a good idea, since Dustin is a hider, but went along with it. We put the screen door up, Fred opened the door, and Dustin came out a few minutes later, climbed up into the recliner in Fred’s room, and hid.
Dustin’s now back to being confined to the foster room, at least for the time being.
*”What kind of a name is JUSTIN for a cat?” Fred scoffed yesterday.
“His name is Dustin,” I said.
“Well, then,” said Fred.
Oh, Archie. Can you believe it’s been two years since I first posted about him? Yeah, yeah, yeah, he eventually came inside.
2015: She likes to fall bonelessly onto the floor into a floompy pile of floof and roll around ’til you rub her belly.
2014: No entry.
2013: She had important burning questions that she needed to find the answer to, you can see.
2012: “Whar’d it gooooooo?!”
2011: If there’s one thing Chuckles does and does well, it’s make himself at home.
2010: Did I perhaps mention that the Brady Bunch like themselves some sunshine?
2009: I tried to convince Fred that we should go next weekend and take a chicken to have its picture taken with Santa, but he doesn’t seem to be going for that.
2008: No entry.
2007: Tommy & Stinkerbelle.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.