Raleigh, melting in the sun. See that little red thing on his back? That was a piece of a treat someone had left on the floor, which Raleigh rolled over and picked up, like a little kitteh lint brush. Right after I took this picture, Iva walked by, stopped, and ate it. Teamwork!
The kittens are off for their spaying and neutering this morning. They’ll be home tonight – I don’t expect there to be any problems, they usually come through their surgeries just fine.
2015: No entry.
2014: “I note that she laffed and laffed while she was saying how sorry she was, so I am skeptical of her sorrow.”
2013: “Walk away, lady. You don’t see nothin’.”
2012: And then Fred showed me the house on Google Earth, and I grabbed a screenshot and labelled everything, and… here you go!
2011: The Many Faces of Chuckles.
2010: It was horrifying, yet so fascinating that I couldn’t look away.
2009: Sometimes I call him “Brick Brickman” – that’s the name he’ll use when he grows up to be a news anchor.
2008: No entry.
2007: TOO MANY CATS UP IN THIS HOUSE.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.