Jump to comments Jump to sidebar
They just love to stand up on the Adirondack. (Please note that Tango’s foot is up on the arm of the chair again.)
Flamenco’s keeping an eye on me.
Mambo strikes a pose.
They’re still loving the scratcher tunnel. Mambo looks so cheerful.
And I caught Tango in a spit!
Just a Sashay and her bunny.
ChaCha stood up and walked away, and Sashay was feeling disgruntled about that.
It’s a Flamenco-Sashay-Tango pie. (My favorite!)
I love it – LOVE! IT! – when they start carrying toys around. Tango, particularly, likes to carry toys around and growl at his siblings.
Somehow, all 4 can still fit at the milk bar! From left: Tango (or Mambo), Sashay, Mambo (or Tango) and Flamenco.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It’s cooled down recently, and Rocco’s been enjoying his heated bed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky) yesterday.
Flamenco (left) and Sashay pie. (My favorite!) I love their stripes and spots, and I love their random dashes of orange.
Heeeeeere’s Tango!
YouTube link
The permanent residents (well, two of them.) A brief conversation with Charlie (who assures me he’s a good boy), with Khal chiming in at the end.
Flamenco’s all “Paws UP, y’all!” (Please admire her multi-colored beans.)
YouTube link
The milk bar chronicles. When there’s a whole entire couch where you could feed your kittens in comfort, why NOT choose the top of a little cat tree instead? Makes sense to me!
YouTube link
The kittens (except for Mambo, who was in my lap) were nursing, and ChaCha suddenly thought “You know, I’m kind of hungry too!” and stood up and walked away. So then the kittens all ended up in my lap…and I’m not complaining!
Sashay’s all “You gots room in your lap for me? I needs a snuggle.” There’s ALWAYS room in my lap for you, kid.
Good night innernets. (Tango in the upper left, using Flamenco as a pillow. Sashay in the lower middle giving me the whattaYOUwant eyes, and Mambo in the upper right, mid-stretch.)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Previously
2024: Newt.
2023: One last shot of the snuggly sisters before I took them home.
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: Tater Tot latte? They’re all the rage this fall!
2019: He’s got MANNERS.
2018: Clutch and the Ears of Annoyance.
2017: He is very very soft – petting him is like petting a big, plush silky cotton ball.
2016: Wheeskers in the sun.
2015: “HEY GUYS I THINK IT’S SNACK TIIIIIIME!”
2014: Myrtle Beach Thursday.
2013: I can just imagine having to break the toy apart to get a kitten out, and I’d rather not!
2012: That is one seriously grumpy Jake.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: There’s poop. There’s plenty of poop.
2008: Kara comes back.
2007: “Hey! Where ya goin’? Can I go too?”
2006: Momma Kitty thinks you are acting very suspiciously and if you make any sudden moves, she WILL kick your butt.
2005: No entry.
Why is it just so absurdly cute when kittens have one foot on the seat of the Adirondack chair and one foot on the arm…?!?
As for wee Sashay and her bunny – oh my heart.