Stardust’s twisted-around look at the camera is cracking me UP.
Every morning I strip the kitten room of all washable bedding (washable pee pads from under the litter boxes and under the crates, blankets, cat beds), toss them into a pile by the door, then “remake” the room with clean blankets, etc. My laundry assistants think that climbing on, in, and around the dirty bedding is the height of fun.
(I do 3-4 loads of laundry on those days. On the days I completely strip down, spray down, mop, and clean the room, I do 6-8 loads. This is much more laundry than I do when I have NON ringworm-ridden kittens, FYI.)
2017: The last of the Lumiere pictures!
2016: Wherein Tails from the Foster Kittens nearly loses a finger.
2015: Roundup: Skelton
2013: He got so mad at me at one point that he stomped off to the front room to yell his woes at Uncle Jake, who ignored him and hoped he’d go away.
2012: “This is oddly comfy.”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2007: Maryanne refuses to let me do more than occasionally brush her as she’s going by, but she’s definitely warmed up to Fred.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.