Sweet sisters Stardust (the brown tabby) and Phoenix back in October 2017…
In case you missed it over on Instagram/Facebook on Sunday – one day last week Fred couldn’t find Charles anywhere, so I came upstairs to help him look. We looked under beds, we looked in closets, we looked downstairs just in case he’d escaped, and then finally Fred spotted him, in that pink cave on the shelf.
The winner of the Eating-Canned-Food-Like-A-Big-Boy: Almanzo! (I thought it would be Willie, honestly, but nope. Sunday Almanzo wanted nothing of the canned food I put in his mouth, and yesterday he went right to town on it. Bottle-feeding is coming to an end, I’d say.)
2018: Katarina, exposing that soft tuxie belly.
2017: No entry.
2016: No entry.
2015: “Why do my paws feel WET???”
2014: Mariette can’t believe you just said that.
2013: “MAMA I AM STARVING WHERE ARE YOUUUUUUUUU?!”
2012: For future reference (although I’m sure I’ll never remember this), it’s apparently at the 3 1/2 week mark when the kittens lose their fear and start seriously venturing forth from their safe place.
2011: No entry.
2010: I don’t know what the number is that determines crazy cat lady-hood, but I’ve got to say that two can’t possibly be the number. That’s hardly even cat PERSON level, right there.
2009: Beulah thinks this is the MOST FUN EVER, and she crawls up on the back of my leg and hangs on for the ride.
2008: No entry.
2007: I ain’t cleaning the frickin’ floors in this house ever again
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.