Weekly Instagram/Facebook/Tumblr Roundup.
Pardon me while I slide under this pile of kittens and snooze for a bit.
Good night, innernets. (LoJack & Fender)
This morning we learned that the super-confident Tank does have one fear: turn on the vacuum and watch him run! Once the upstairs was vacuumed, he came out to assure me that was just PRETENDING to be scared. I guess he fooled me!
My laundry assistants are ready to work.
Lick, lick, CHOMP.
Good night, innernets. (Axle, LoJack & Tank)
Dynamo wonders if we’re everrrrr going to see the sun again.
Gauge and Cam would really like that feather teaser, if y’don’t mind.
LoJack on his bed of kittens.
I adore that amused look on Axle’s face (Solenoid was giving him a bath and apparently it tickled!)
These 11 kittens are eating 15 cans of Fancy Feast AND a decent amount of kibble every day. It’s amazing how much these guys can eat!
Good night, innernets. (Clutch)
Solenoid is Da BAYbee!
When I was looking through the last years’ worth of pictures trying to choose the right ones for the calendar, I ran across this one of Torvill from back in the spring and laughed out loud. It was when they were just starting to figure out the litter boxes, and part of that is eating the litter. The pieces of litter on either side of his mouth make him look like a little vampire. Oh, that boy.
In honor of Thlurrrpsday, Clutch is showing a little bit o’ tongue.
One last THLURRRP for the day. (Cruise)
Good night, innernets. (LoJack)
Eye on the ceiling fan, and some attitude in the background. (Pulley & Clutch)
They’re not sure what that bright light is, but they approve. (Cam & Fender)
Cam’s got the Crazy Eyes. (Cam & Dynamo)
Fred snuggled Tank for a minute, then set him down on the bed and Tank walked over to Solenoid, flopped down, and hugged her. Then I died from the cute.
The kittens love their Hot Cocoa Cafe!
2017: No entry.
2016: “Huh. Where’d THAT come from?”
2015: Rickles wants HUGS.
2014: You KNOW there was a feather teaser up there!
2013: Silvio and Stefan. Twoo wuv.
2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: “I was restin’ my eyes, lady.”
2009: He might not be paying attention to me, but he still doesn’t like it when I leave!
2008: If I could knit, I’d knit a duster-type coat with big pockets in it, so I could load a cat or kitten into each pocket and they could keep me warm all winter long!
2007: “I vant to be alone.”
2006: No entry.
2005: I think Mister Boogers thinks he’s Sugarbutt’s Momma. He’s always grooming him like crazy.
Lol, the Hot Cocoa Cafe even looks to have a Drive-Thru window! Oh that’s so cute!!!
15 cans of Fancy Feast a day? Pardon my pottiness, but shit Robyn, that’s a lot of cans. I know Fancy Feast are smallish cans, and yeah, you’re fostering 10 teenager kittens, but damn…
(LOVE baby Axle napping beneath the portrait of his hero, Uncle Stefan.)