Before we get started on today’s post, I wanted to let y’all know that Love & Hisses is now on Tumblr. I’ve set it up so that the pictures I post to Instagram that auto-post to Facebook will now also auto-post to Tumblr. Also, if I’ve set it up correctly, a link to today’s post should have posted to Tumblr, too.
If you read here regularly and follow Love & Hisses on Facebook, you won’t see anything new on the Tumblr page. It’s basically just another way to follow Love & Hisses and see everything (you don’t have to have an account at Tumblr to see the L&H page there).
Okay, here are the kittens y’all thought might be the one we came THISclose to adopting this year. They’re listed in no particular order.
And the answer is….
Fred liked Phelps (who he called “Yellow”) from the get-go, and was pushing to adopt him. This is nothing different – he’s always pushing to adopt at least one kitten from every litter we foster. (This is a far cry from back when we first started fostering and I wanted to adopt them all, while he was the one saying “no.” These days, he’d probably keep every kitten we foster, and I have to be the “bad guy.”)
Phelps reminded us both very much of Tommy, not only in appearance, but also in attitude. Once he went off to Petsmart, I waffled about going and bringing him back home. When I got word, while I was recovering from shoulder surgery, that Louganis and Spitz had been adopted together, I was so very close to telling Fred that we should go get him.
And then he was adopted the same night! In the end, I wasn’t sad that he’d been adopted by someone else, and neither was Fred. I think that it just wasn’t meant to be. I’m still not ready to add another permanent resident to the roster; we’re still getting over all the losses we’ve had this year.
(As an honorable mention, I have to say that if Carlin hadn’t gone home with Ann and Rich, he’d likely have stayed here. I thought he would be really good with future fosters, and he was just an all-around cool dude. So I’m glad Ann and Rich fell in love with him and adopted him!)
In the evening, to convince the cats who are hanging out in the back yard that they want to come inside for the night, we’ve gotten into the habit of bribing them with treats. Adele and Pink immediately understood that bedtime = treat time.
And here’s Pink in the morning, eating off of Jake’s plate. She doesn’t have the patience to wait for her own plate, and he puts up with her pretty well. I usually have to actually pick her up and move her to her own plate.
Shakti mentioned in Friday’s comments that a better name for the new litter would be The Coaches, since that’s actually what they’re called on the show (their main job is to coach the contestants), and I like that, so I’m going to go with it. Thanks, Shakti!
Also, I forgot to say how old they are when I posted about them on Friday. Their estimated date of birth is October 26th, which makes them 8 weeks old today. That’s just a guesstimated date of birth, of course – they could be a little older or a little younger.
2014: No entry.
2013: John Smith is just a great big mush of a loverboy.
2012: Goodbye, Elwood.
2011: SQUIRREL TONGUE
2010: I love the alarmed look on Bobby’s face, like “I feel a paw on my shoulder, but NO ONE ELSE IS SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE HOUSE RIGHT NOW!”
2009: I’m starting to think that maybe the floof is in the Kudzu family and we’ll wake up one morning to find it wrapped around the entire house.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: I said, “But (the volunteer) has fourteen cats. FOURTEEN.”
2005: No entry.