12-14-06

The kittens continue to get friendlier and friendlier. This morning I ended up in the kitten room for about 45 minutes doing nothing but petting kittens. They’ve come to the group conclusion that petting is a good thing and so they mill about me, demanding to be petted and if I’m not fast enough, they squeak demandingly at me. It’s tough to pet 5 milling kittens when you only have two hands, believe you me.


Faith, playing with a toy they yanked off the end of one of those “fishing pole” cat toys.


“I am here and I needs to be petted, WHY ARE YOU NOT PETTING ME?”


“I say, I NEEDS PETTING.”


What cracks me up is the look on Kringle’s face.


“Pwease pwease PWEASE may I have some catnip? Pwease?”

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