I walked into the foster room a couple of days ago to find all 9 of the kittens curled up together in the middle of the floor.
(Okay, that’s a lie. 8 of the 9 were curled up together. Pulley was over on the little blue cat tree, and I picked her up and put her with the others, and she stayed there. But let’s go with I walked in and found them all together, okay? I couldn’t convince Ryder to join the group, which would have made it the perfect picture.)
Before I share these next two pictures, I should mention that last weekend we started letting Ryder and the kittens have the run of the upstairs (they can’t get into Fred’s office or downstairs, and the permanent residents can’t get upstairs since we have the front staircase blocked with a tall piece of cardboard.) I got out the feather teaser and started whipping it around, and managed to get a couple of pictures of all 9 of them (again, Ryder had better things to do.)
Solenoid gets her ::SPROING:: on. There’s something that has captured her interest (there’s a pocket door there, so it’s probably something on the end of the door) and she sproings like this every so often.
2017: “Lady, it’s gotten suddenly cold. I believe I’ll take up residence in the garage for the winter, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.”
2016: Ooh, better luck next time, Charleston.
2015: No entry.
2014: Today, the part of Breakfast Vulture will be played by Stefan.
2013: “I can’t help it! I love to huff the belly! It makes me so happy, it CAN’T be wrong!”
2012: Myrtle Beach Thursday.
2011: No entry.
2010: “I’m da baybee.”
2009: “HEY I DON’T KNOW IF YOU KNOW THIS BUT I HAVE NOT EATEN YET!”
2008: No entry.
2007: I’m sure it’s eyeball cancer and we’ll have to put a pirate patch on him and it will cost one million dollars to cure him.
2006: No entry.
2005: The quintessential Crazy Eyes.