The Sprouts are 11 weeks old today and this is what they look like now – less like kittens, more like small adults (their ears have gotten HUGE in the last week, especially Bramble.) You can see their weight progression chart here.
BOOPing a very sleepy Clover, and Mondo (who came to see what was going on.)
Purr, purr, purrrrr. Wherein I get all the kittens to purr for me. (And I’m sure mama Mimosa would have purred too, but she was in the other room.)
2021: No entry.
2020: A bit of the ol’ judgeroo from Benjamin and his mama.
2019: No entry.
2018: He gave it the ol’ thlurrrperoo, and declared it good.
2017: “Look, innernets, I gots claws!”
2016: “THIS idiot,” scoffs Bert.
2015: “Mama, Mama, Mama, I hug you!”
2014: I swear, my hands have never been smoother. This girl needs to open her own spa!
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: Gracie LOVES to be brushed, and she’ll flop over on her back and roll around, she’s so giddy with delight.
2010: The many faces of Gavin.
2009: No entry.
2008: I want them to stop growing and be tiny forever!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Last night we cleared out the guest bedroom and set it up for our new foster children.