The boys are back! Gaston and Chip are back with us until they go home next week. Their week away didn’t make them forget us or their favorite places to hang out (though they are a little confused about being unable to get into the foster room!) They’re racing around like their butts are on fire and have already tussled with Uncle Stefan.
Good night, innernets. (Mercury, Aurora, and Hubble)
I see eyeballs! Phoenix is eager to see who she’s been hissing at. Hers are the only eyes I see so far, but I’m sure it won’t be long. (5 days old)
Paws up, y’all – and tongue out! (Telstar)
Gaston greeting Uncle Archie, Uncle Stefan, and Uncle Dewey. It went well until Archie and Stefan had a hiss-off.
Hard to believe they’re five days old already!
Nothing says “love” like an eviscerated cricket all over the kitchen followed by a live cicada. Thanks, Dewey!
Hubble has an eyeball! That’s 3 eyeballs between 5 kittens – not bad for 6 days old. Also, note that Mercury has both her eyes on me, trying decide if she needs to intervene. (She didn’t.)
Phoenix’s eyes came open this far yesterday and I’m pretty sure she said “Uhhh…nope! Nothing out there I wanna see!”
Good night, innernets. Mercury hopes you brushed your teeth properly. She knows how you are.
One week old!
“Where ya going, kid? The milk bar is over here!”
Ressler is going home Saturday, hooray hooray! ❤️
Good night, innernets. (Mercury and Telstar)
Eyeballs everywhere! Hubble and Telstar will have you know that although their sisters wouldn’t pose for their official Eyeball Portraits, everyone in the litter has mostly opened eyes. So exciting!
Telstar likes to snooze with his tongue sticking out.
Good night, innernets. (Phoenix & Telstar)
Oh lord, these kittens.
Mama Mercury decided she was done with that crate and moved the babies (all 5 this time) in the middle of the night. She’s the boss and clearly she knows it!
2016: No entry.
2015: No entry. 2014: Here’s Marshall, on the cat tower, staring at the ceiling and having Deep Thoughts. 2013: “I don’t think he wants to play. He’s kinda rude.” 2012: Not even 12 hours in the cage for that sweet girl! 2011: (Obviously I need to speak in code from here on out, lest the little faker get wind of what’s coming.) 2010: Morning sunshine = Bookworms fightin’ time! 2009: “Wah! Make him stop messing with my taaaaaaaaail!” 2008: So Fred said “Well, they can’t ALL be your favorite, and besides we agreed we wouldn’t be keeping any of them.”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.