Cinnaspin, lookin’ pouty.
Linzer’s all “What? Tryin’ to take a nap here, lady!”
One moment: looking oh-so-innocent.
And the next moment: a fight to the death!
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It’s a Nacho pie!
Oh, that Frannie. Doesn’t she need a kiss?
A lap full o’ Nacho and Frannie.
I think a few people have noticed that the fur on Nacho’s head looks kind of brown-ish in pictures. In person, when you get up close, you can see that the fur on her face is black with white fur sprinkled in, making it look “frosted”. The fur on her head has always been lighter than the fur on Francesca’s head. If you look at her in the right light, it kind of looks like Nacho has the Siamese “mask” going on – her nose is darker than the rest of her face. It makes me wonder if her Siamese genes are starting to show through – she’s certainly got that long, slinky, skinny Siamese body type (Francesca is long and lanky too, but has a heavier frame and also her tail is about twice as thick as Nacho’s.) The differences between the two sisters is really very neat to see.
Introducing Nacho and Francesca to Linzer and Cinnaspin is going pretty well. We’re, what, two days in now? There’s still growling and hissing, but a lot less of it. Nacho and Francesca CLEARLY remember my bedroom and office, which is where they want to be. Cinnaspin and Linzer are SUPER interested in checking out the foster room, but also pretty intent on making sure the strangers aren’t playing with their stuff unsupervised. They all desperately want to play with each other, you can tell, but need to get more comfortable. It’s okay – we’ve got time! I caught Cinnaspin making the slow-blinkety Eyes of Lurve at Nacho yesterday, but she vehemently denied it and told me I was just making things up before stomping away to pout.
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Lincoln gets some lap time, and he’s not sure how he feels about it.
Lilly’s all “I’ve had all the lap time I want, lady, thanks.”
Attitude to spare, those two.
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Newt’s all “Holy cow, that’s a big foot. Am I supposed to clean the entire thing myself? Someone help an old man out!”
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
This picture – from before Brioche went to Petsmart, obviously – makes me laugh. Those ears indicate that she’s perfectly aware that Cinnaspin is peeking out from the closet!
Nacho was “fighting” with that basket, and Francesca was keeping watch to see if she needed to help her sister!
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I guess I should know better than to leave a feather teaser in a place where Cinnaspin can (and does) jump to.
Lincoln (front) and Lilly have had just about enough of my shenanigans, thank you very much.
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Nacho and Francesca (but mostly Nacho) in slow motion. You missed these, right? Right? 🙂
Francesca (left) and Nacho are never very far apart. Talk about a bonded pair!
Good night innernets! (Linzer)
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Previously
2022: “It’s pettin’ time, not picture time.”
2021: “That is not a flattering angle, lady.”
2020: No entry.
2019: “My EYES are up HERE.”
2018: Well, your thoughts and prayers regarding the closet-painting were much appreciated and yet DID NOTHIN’ FOR ME.
2017: The flattened boxes are always very popular with the cats, and you can see here that Joe Bob was irritated at having to wait his turn.
2016: “That ain’t FAT, lady, that’s BABIES.”
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: I, personally, know that a cat is pregnant because someone tells me so.
2012: Everett’s got the grumpies.
2011: (Fred calls that “Robyn math”)
2010: COMPLAINTS? WE HAZ A FEW.
2009: No entry.
2008: Inevitably, Mister Boogers gets in on the warmth, and stretches out and sleeps the sleeps like a log.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
Lilli sounds a lot like Stardust when I got her, after she was returned. I sat with her in the bathroom (for the same reason you have them in the bathroom, less hiding spaces). Got down on the floor and let her develop a comfort zone. Certainly Lilli will get there with your care, if anyone can charm her, you guys can!
Robyn where did you get that heart shaped mirror? It is wonderful. Is it hung with mirror peg things or stuck on with adhesive or what?
I’ve noticed none of your permanent residents have collars with name info and rabies tags even though they go outside. Guess that means they’re probably microchipped right?
Yes, they’re all microchipped, and they can only go out into the back yard, which has a cat fence around it, so they can’t leave the yard.
My wife Betty (who I’m sure you remember) has dementia and it’s gotten to the point where she needed to go into a group home. I miss her and get lonely in this big ole house so I got some kitties in. One is the mom (sweetest thing ever) and the other is her son. Alice (mom) jumps on my lap whenever it looks unused (which seems to be a lot). Dave (son) has been here 1 1/2 weeks and he still runs if it appears I’m heading towards him. Tonight for the first time he came over and licked my fingers but then as soon as I moved a bit he was off. Do you ever have any that take weeks to let you pet them, or do anything?
I’m so sorry to hear about Betty, Don.
Yes, we very often have had cats who take a long time to come around. The fact that Dave has come over to you is a good sign that he wants to be friends (and a week and half isn’t that long, really). I would say just give him time and space (and if he’s a food-motivated cat, treats never hurt), and he’ll come around.
Our permanent resident Khal (the big floofy black cat) took 2 years to decide I was okay, and now he doesn’t hesitate to jump in my lap and demand that I pet him. I don’t think it’ll take Dave that long!