Tape the top of a box closed, cut a door and windows in it (with an exacto knife or box cutter)(cut away from yourself so you don’t stab yourself in the thigh)(which I’ve done, in the past, because I’m a dummy)(also, do the cutting part without kitty snoopervision just to be safe), stuff it with packing paper, and the kittens will spend hours in the box fighting with the paper and each other, then pulling the paper out of the house. Fun times and everything (except the kittens) is recyclable when it gets torn to shreds and/or barfed on! (Your mileage may vary.)
Arundel gets her LEAP! on.
Breaking hearts all over the innernets (because y’all totally thought Moop should become a permanent resident), Moop and Calais were adopted together and went to a wonderful home tonight! They are going to be spoiled rotten. Happy life, sweet babies!
The kittens cannot hold their lickers.
The week in Love & Hisses kittens.
2017: No entry.
2016: Another restful naptime with Hemlock and Privet.
2015: “Alls I did was smile at him like this, see, and he was all SLAPPITY-SLAPPITY-SLAP. I was tryin’ to be friendly!”
2014: “That not nice, lady. NOT NICE AT ALL.”
2013: “Talk to the PAW, mister!”
2012: No entry.
2011: “You give me back my brudder, lady.”
2010: Coltrane, coming over for some petting. And a wandering chicken. Neither of them seems terribly impressed by the other.
2009: Maybe Bill just thought I didn’t have enough to worry about? and 2009, part 2: Ike
2008: Your het does not scare me. AT ALL.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: I was worried it might mess up his digestive system, but I can report that I saw it in the litter box.