I wondered yesterday whether Katia’s kittens would migrate toward the other crate with her or return to “home base,” and it turns out that home base is where it’s at. All the big kittens occasionally wandered over to Katia’s crate and bellied up to the milk bar, but then eventually returned to the main crate. There were several times overnight where both mothers and all the kittens were in the crate. One of these days that thing is going to pop open and kittens will go flying everywhere.
Also, someone peed a kitten-sized pee in one of the little litter boxes. I don’t know for sure who it was, but I suspect Dean.
Jake loves him some Khal Drogo, for sure. Possibly because Khal will lick him on the head and head-butt him, and most of the other cats are easily irritated by Jake. Jake just wants looove from his brothers and sisters.
2017: “Or not. Ha ha. Suckerrr.”
2016: “Come HERE and give Mama a hug!”
2015: Are we sensing a theme here?
2014: Gracey and Kaleb.
2013: Eyeball check!
2012: Then she hits the ground and is like “Wait. I’m a CHICKEN. I can’t FLY. Hmph.”
2011: “There are no other cats. There is only Maggie.”
2010: “That’s right, I done it, copper. I done it, and I’d do it again. I was loopy on catnip, no judge in the world is going to convict me. They’ll send me to rehab, I’ll come out clean and UNREPENTANT. So get out those cuffs and slap ‘em on, I AIN’T SCARED.”
2009: (I like to think that maybe someone who lives down the road was sitting in front of their TV and was struck with the sudden urge to grab the camera and go upstairs, and that they said “But I don’t HAVE an upstairs!”)
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.