So, Frankie is doing better – he at least seems more alert and inclined to move around on his own than he was last week – but he still has a ways to go. We decided late last week, right after we decided that he was indeed becoming a permanent resident, that we won’t be fostering again until he’s feeling better.
Let me repeat: we won’t be fostering until Frankie is feeling better. He’ll be on twice-a-day antibiotics for another 3 1/2 weeks. His mouth is still bothering him, though it’s definitely improved. Hopefully he’ll feel better soon so we can get some kittens in this house!
I miss having kittens here, and I know y’all do, too.
Until Frankie is doing better – which hopefully won’t be more than a few weeks – you know there are itty bitty newborn kittens over at Three Tiny Tabbies, right?
(I am NOT jealous, YOU’RE jealous!)
I’m starting to think we should have named Dewey Kravitz. He is SO NOSY. It drives him crazy if I haven’t opened the blinds in my room before the sun comes up. He’s gotta SEE what going ON!
And here’s a video of Dewey in action. The neighbors were doing something, I was laying in bed putting off getting up, and it was driving him CRAYZEE.
2016: No entry.
2015: The boys are still not sure about this whole open-door thing.
2014: Dennis is heading toward that bed with PURPOSE.
2013: Lilybet, to no one’s surprise, has not had those babies. (HA)
2012: Good with the babies, was our Maggie.
2011: No entry.
2010: They did not care for Jake and Elwood, is what I’m saying.
2009: I’ll just tell them we’re going for a FUN RIDE and there’ll be toys and nice people to pet them! Think they’ll fall for that?
2008: And after he gives me the Love Eyes, he rolls around and flirts with me ’til I rub his belly.
2007: “Hey. Does this taste funny to you?”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.