This morning we learned that the super-confident Tank does have one fear: turn on the vacuum and watch him run! Once the upstairs was vacuumed, he came out to assure me that was just PRETENDING to be scared. I guess he fooled me!
Lick, lick, CHOMP.
LoJack on his bed of kittens.
Solenoid is Da BAYbee!
When I was looking through the last years’ worth of pictures trying to choose the right ones for the calendar, I ran across this one of Torvill from back in the spring and laughed out loud. It was when they were just starting to figure out the litter boxes, and part of that is eating the litter. The pieces of litter on either side of his mouth make him look like a little vampire. Oh, that boy.
The kittens love their Hot Cocoa Cafe!
2017: No entry.
2016: “Huh. Where’d THAT come from?”
2015: Rickles wants HUGS.
2014: You KNOW there was a feather teaser up there!
2013: Silvio and Stefan. Twoo wuv.
2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: “I was restin’ my eyes, lady.”
2009: He might not be paying attention to me, but he still doesn’t like it when I leave!
2008: If I could knit, I’d knit a duster-type coat with big pockets in it, so I could load a cat or kitten into each pocket and they could keep me warm all winter long!
2007: “I vant to be alone.”
2006: No entry.
2005: I think Mister Boogers thinks he’s Sugarbutt’s Momma. He’s always grooming him like crazy.