By the way, Dewey made Cats, Beavers and Ducks!!!!
Who’s the hunka-hunka burnin’ love in the last picture?! Me-OW!
Some of the pictures of the handsome Mr. Man seem to show that he may have a bit of Maine Coon in him? Do you think he is a great big ol’ Maine Coon teddy bear, or is it just his uh, reaction (floofing himself up a bit) to you petting him?
Khal may very well have some Maine Coon in him – I can’t say for sure, unless I have a DNA test done, and despite my desire to have test done on ALL the cats, just because I think it would be neat and interesting, it’s $95 per test and ha ha ha NO. I will say that Khal really IS that floofy, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in full Halloween-cat Stranger Danger Suit – probably because his response to danger is to run and hide, not stand his ground and don his suit.
Isn’t he GORGEOUS?
I’m guessing Kara got along with the chickens and they with her?
Kara ignored the chickens unless they got alarmed and flappy about something, in which case she’d run for cover. The chickens also ignored Kara unless she ran at them (on her way to grab a rat or mouse), whereupon they’d get alarmed and flappy, and then she’d change course to avoid them.
… Khal in someone’s lap? Wow! 😀 Sooooomebody’s failing to be feral. Hmm. I’m now wondering about the elusive Khal’s likely equally elusive purr. For whatever reason, I’m imagining a very soft, gentle purr. <3
It’s a very deep, soft purr that isn’t easily captured on video (I’ve tried!)
So, as I was lying in bed trying to sleep last night, I was trying to name all of the Permanent Residents in my head. I was trying to lull my brain to sleep and “settle” my mind by doing something meditative. Didn’t work. I was still awake at 2am. I *think* I got them all.
If you were able to name them all, you probably did a better job than I usually do. If I name them in alphabetical order, I have the highest success rate, but I usually forget at least one of them, sometimes more.
(Pictures from Crooked Acres.)
Yesterday morning, Fred came downstairs to get his camera and take a picture. When he showed me what was going on in his office, I had to go up and get a picture of it myself.
Stefan on the left, Frankie on the right. Fred didn’t see it happen, but said that Stefan was in the bed first, so Frankie must have climbed in to join him. I have no idea what is going on around here, because Frankie has been NO fan of Stefan over this past year, and now this.
2017: How Sheriff Mama (Kara) spends her days.
2016: Levine was all “WHAT IN TARNATION IS GOING ON?!”
2014: No entry.
2013: No entry.
2012: Sights from around Crooked Acres.
2011: I actually think that Corbie will be okay at the adoption center, because he’s the kind of cat who takes his cues from the cats around him.
2010: “Who, US? We weren’t doing anything, honest!”
2009: From the terrified, practically-feral kittens they were to the kittens who actually seek out human interaction they are now, they’ve changed a lot.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.