Are any of the kittens Da Bay-bee?
I thought we’d established that Almanzo was Da Baybee.
Until I get verbal confirmation when I ask “Are you Da BAYbee?” I don’t consider the kitten worthy of that title. I’ve heard a whine here or there from Almanzo and Mary (and occasionally the others), but when I politely inquire “Are YOU Da BAYbee?!” they look at me like I am off my rocker. I’ll keep asking, and hopefully soon I’ll get a response – but for now, it’s all up in the air!
BTW, in the “Sleepy pile o’ cute” picture, who’s the sleepy little monkey with his face buried in Laura’s tummy, and wearing a contented smile?
Caroline decided, some time last weekend, that it was time for the kittens to start having the run of the upstairs. She accomplished this by spending a couple of hours every evening moving the box away from the doorway. Since there was a 25 pound bucket of litter holding the box in place, I think it’s safe to say that she was QUITE determined. So Tuesday morning when I opened the door to the foster room, I didn’t set up the box. The first day, the kittens started in the foster room, checked out my room briefly, and then ended in Fred’s room for the better part of the day. The second day, more of the same, though they spent more time running back and forth between the two rooms.
Yesterday, they got to meet the vacuum cleaner. I am always very careful when vacuuming around kittens because I don’t want to terrify them. I would never vacuum in a room where kittens can’t escape, I move slowly, I give them plenty of room to get around me. It went pretty well, actually – they were nervous, but curious, and mostly wanted to stay away from the noise. (That’s pretty much how Charles is around the vacuum cleaner – though he’s more curious than nervous. Caroline, on the other hand, will smack the heck out of the vacuum, and it’s hilarious.)
Charles and Caroline can go into Fred’s office if they want to, but the kittens can’t (the box is blocking that doorway now), but I suppose in another couple of weeks they’ll be able to jump over the box, so that’ll be interesting.
My parents are arriving later this morning to visit for a couple of weeks, and I’ll be interested to see how Charles, Caroline and the kittens react to them (I suspect they’ll all be perfectly fine.)
We got this toy in this month’s Cat Lady Box – it’s a battery-operated butterfly on a wire – and some of the kittens (Laura and Mary) found it awesome, and the rest did not. Caroline found it interesting, too.
By the way, I totally forgot to weigh the kittens on Wednesday, so I weighed them yesterday. We have one kitten (Willie) just over the 2 pound mark, most of the others hovering just below 2 pounds, and Laura at 1 pound, 9.5 ounces. Caroline weighed 7 pounds, 2.2 ounces yesterday, which means that when you add up the weight of all the kittens, they’re 9 pounds, 5.3 ounces, and outweigh their mama by a little more than 2 pounds (if I’ve done my math right.) You can check out their weight chart at the bottom of their page.
2018: Brian Boitano has a think about his amazing extra toes.
2017: Nola was so annoyed that I weighed her kittens and made them cry that she herded them to the back of the crate and gave me baleful looks.
2016: Clearly, they’ve reached the portion of their life when they don’t want to be held and don’t wanna look at the camera, they just want to make getting a decent picture of their faces hard for me.
2015: Kittens make the BEST pillows.
2014: No entry.
2013: “I am sad because I have an eye booger and no one will wipe it off for me.”
2012: “Give us cookies, lady.”
2011: UNDER ATTACK FROM THE KITTEH LUVAHS maybe.
2010: Maura and the Bookworms.
2009: The Seven.
2008: No entry.
2007: “Behind you! A serialkillerstalker!”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.