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Iva, considering the scratching post.
Chesnee, another innocent victim of the sun. So sad.
“What doon, weird lady?” Chesnee, miraculously healed.
Tiny Chesnee, tiny basket.
That serious look on Charlotte’s face is KILLING ME DEAD. “Esscuse, Raleigh. You is not to be touchin’ me.”
She grabs! She misses!
“::pat::pat:: That’s okay, you’ll get it next time!”
Raleigh in the scratcher bowl, with his favorite toy. It doesn’t get any cuter.
Tiny Iva, tiny basket. They love to push that basket under the bottom shelf of the wall tree.
Abby likes to hang out atop the wall tree condo.
“Y’all watch out! I’m comin’ in!”
It’s not necessarily comfortable for everyone, but all six of them can still get into my lap at one time. I don’t expect that to last for much longer!
Maxi, hanging out in one of her favorite places – the rocking chair on the front porch.
2015: No entry.
2014: #Corbie is 100% over this kitten situation.
2013: “You go ‘way, lady. I speak to this boy ’bout his attitude.”
2012: The Americauna hen said “Stop all that slurping out there, I’m trying to molt! I need to concentrate!”
2011: Try to relax, Chuckles.
2010: He is SUCH a happy boy.
2009: “HELLO I HAZ A COMPLAINT.”
2008: No entry.
2007: “HALP, I SAY!”
2006: I hope he gets adopted before next Monday, though.
2005: Good thing for him he’s so cute, I suppose.