(Pics from last week)
Friday evening, I went into the guest bedroom to find that Fred had let Jake in to visit with the little ones, and there was this going on:
For the record, Jake didn’t pay ANY attention to those kittens at all. But they were FREAKED.
Sunday morning, I was coming downstairs when I heard Fred in the guest bedroom, guffawing. He called to me, and as soon as I opened the door, Jake came running out. It turned out that Fred had let Jake in again, and the kittens all did their insta-floof thing. Then Sally, who was as floofed as possible, was standing there glaring at Jake. Jake sniffed her, and she stood and glared at him. Then Jake tried to rub his head on her and she went stiff and fell over like a fainting goat.
Every time I think of her falling over, even though I didn’t see it myself, it makes me laugh out loud.
Clearly I need to get in there with the little camera and take some videos next time Jake goes visiting!