3-8-18 Thursday

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Katarina goes wanderin’. Please note that Katia isn’t looking at her kitten, she’s looking at ME. She knows I’m dying to snatch up that kitten.


Katarina suddenly realized she was more than an inch from her mother and started peeping. Note that Katia? Still looking at me. She’s no dummy.


Those legs in the air!

Jayne Torvill, flopped across her brother. Katia, watching me.

You can see from that face that she’s about tired of my nonsense.

Oksana considers her next move.

Apparently flopping down for a nap was the move she decided on.

Katia is getting more relaxed around me – sometimes I could swear she wants me to pet her, but the instant I reach to do so, she hisses, growls, and smacks. I’ve gotten video of her “talking” to me, which is adorable, and last night she got as close as she’s ever gotten to me (laying down with her head about six inches from the mouth of the crate.) I have yet to touch her and have only touched her kittens during the two super-fast picture-taking-and-bedding-changeout sessions we’ve had. The kittens are finally starting to do a little wandering around the crate, so I’m hoping I can sneak in a little petting here and there. Once all four of those kittens are on the move surely she’ll be distracted, right?

Oh, that belly.

Oh, that face!

No kittens, but you know the drill – when she has ’em, I’ll let y’all know ASAP.


It’s a Jake in the Jake Cave, doin’ the Jake thing, loonily.


2017: Okay, are you ready for the answers to yesterday’s toes quiz?
2016: Meet the Fakers!
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: “Yeah, you come over here and touch my belly again, I’m going to have to put the smack down on you.”
2012: Sights from around Crooked Acres.
2011: She loves to thwart me, that brat.
2010: Odds ‘n Ends.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.