11-2-22 Wednesday

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THE CALENDARS ARE NOW AVAILABLE. There are a ridiculous SEVEN calendars this year – one that encompasses all the fosters, one for each set of fosters (Ivy, The Sprouts, The Outlander Clan, and Los Gatos Hermanos), one that is just pictures of the mamas in sweet moments with their kittens, and one with the permanent residents. It was EXTREMELY hard to do – I had to sort through 3,575 pictures, and that is not a typo – and I hope that you see something that strikes your fancy. You can click on each image below to go directly to that calendar, or click here to see all of them. You have lots of choices – I default to the medium calendar when I’m creating them, but you can go bigger or smaller – just be careful and take your time and check out alll your options.

Zazzle almost always has deals going on where you can save money on your purchases. Right now (as of last night – I don’t know how long this particular deal is going on) if you enter the code FESTIVEDEALS, you’ll save 50%.

(I will put links in the blog sidebar later today, and will of course mention calendars regularly through to about mid-January, as always.)

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It’s a rough life, Gus.


Lalo’s got a lights-on-no-one-home situation going on here.


4 kittens (Gus, Lalo, Mike, Francesca) on the bed, 2 tuxies (Saul (left) and Nacho) on the Ham-mick on the floor. 1 mama (not pictured) elsewhere.


Rough life for (from left) Francesca, Gus, Lalo and Mike.


Gus is showing off those gorgeous eyes again.


Kim was having a little Churu time, and the kittens got wind of the news. Her “Do you believe this?” face is killing me. (Saul and Nacho had better things to do, apparently.)


I got ’em to line up for a bit of a family portrait. Left to right: Gus, Lalo, Francesca and Mike.


And then Lalo, Francesca and Gus kindly lined up so we could see their eyes.


Pretty, pretty Nacho.


Saul’s chillin’. I love it when they flop their front paws over the side of the bed like that.

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As it’s gotten cooler here, I decided it was probably time to put the cats’ heated beds back out. I always put one in Alice’s house, and then one in each of the two pink cubes, all of which are on the screened porch where the cats like to spend the majority of their time. Only I couldn’t find the heated beds anywhere, and I looked in every place I could think of, but nope. I found the one for Alice’s house, but not the others. Had they broken and we threw them away (it seemed unlikely that two would stop working at the same time), had I stashed them in the shed (nope), the foster room (nope), the garage (nope), or the attic (nope)? I finally resigned myself that it would forever be a mystery and decided to at least replace the beds in the pink cubes with clean bedding.

Which is when I realized that in late spring, when I was putting away the heated beds, my mind went on vacation mid-task, and I never took the heated beds out of the pink cubes. They were there all summer long, merrily keeping those pink cubes nice and warm (which explains why the cats went nowhere near them all summer long.)

On the up side, at least now I know where the heated beds are!


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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.


Rabbit rabbit rabbit.⁠

From Wikipedia: “Rabbit rabbit rabbit” is a superstition found in Britain and North America wherein a person says or repeats the words “rabbit”, “rabbits” and/or “white rabbits” aloud upon waking on the first day of a month, to ensure good luck for the rest of it.


Happy November 1st! ⁠

🎶JUST HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING RING-TING-TINGLING TOOOOO. just hear those sleigh bells jingling ring-ting-tingling too🎶


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Saul likes to walk around with a toy in his mouth and growl at the other kittens to warn them away from stealing HIS TOY. Were the other kittens at ALL interested in his toy? NOPE. (You’ll see Gus thinks this is a fun game and joins in too!)


Once again, the difference in Francesca’s (left) and Gus’s eye colors fascinates me.


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Mike’s snug as a bug. I don’t think I’ve seen him burrow around under the rug before, but I guess you’ve gotta take your fun where you can find it.


“Mama says the truck’s got termites. She says she can hear ’em gnawing all night long. Monch monch monch.” (Saul)


Good night innernets. (Mike)

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Previously
2021: Sammy didn’t floof until he realized that Nikki and Barry had floofed, and then he was all “Oh man, I didn’t realize this was a formal occasion!” and quickly put on his suit.
2020: Annie Oakley always looks so SUSPICIOUS.
2019: No entry.
2018: “LOOKIT MY TEEF AND FEAR ME.”
2017: Hubble looks at me and asks “HOW is this HAPPENING?!”
2016: Kittens from above.
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: HATurday.
2012: Fred laughed and said “God, he was SO UGLY.” Which, exCUSE me, offensive! Hmph.
2011: Alice may be all grown up, but she still plays like a kitten!
2010: Please do not be jealous of my fancy photo studio.
2009: “I heard they was servin’ chocolate pudding at the Senior Center. Outta my WAY!”
2008: No entry.
2007: “Um, NO. There is NO ROOM on the platform, so move away. MOVE AWAY, I say!”
2006: No entry.
2005: Tragic.

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11-2-22 Wednesday — 6 Comments

  1. Thanks for reminding me to find the heating pads to put back in the cat beds for Goober and Bubba.

  2. On the calendars, do they show the previous and future months? I need my calendars to have that information. I am always going back and forth between months.

    • Unfortunately, they do NOT show the previous and future months – I wish they did (or that that was an option you could choose, even), because I miss that feature!

  3. Has Mike caught up, size-wise, with the other kittens? I used to be able to immediately pick him out, but he doesn’t seem to be littler anymore.

  4. I call that game “Lump in the Rug”! And when the kittens were doing it, I had to remind myself to watch where I was going. The idea of tripping and falling on a “Baby” is horrifying !