4-29-19 Monday

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If you’ve been reading long enough, you’ll recall the Mainers, 9 kittens, some related and some not, that we fostered last summer. They were a HOT MESS, the whole bunch of them, and required many baths as we dealt with ringworm among the whole bunch of them.

Two of those kittens were Dexter, who looked like this.

And Millinocket (Millie), who looked like this.

Together, they looked like this.

They were adopted – together! – and went home to Kentucky. Dexter is still Dexter, and Millinocket is now Molly. This is how they look now!


Dexter.


Molly.

Aren’t they fabulous? They are going to turn a year old in a couple of weeks, which seems impossible to me. Sharon reports that Molly is quite the explorer and Dexter is always right behind her.

Don’t you love seeing those sweet floofy babies again? (Thanks, Sharon!)

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I was out in the back yard and looked up to see this serious little face watching me (look in the corner left of the window.) So judgemental.


Almanzo has a serious.


Sweet Miss Laura.


Caroline has a think.


Albert can’t imagine why there’s so much cat hair on this couch. It’s a travesty, really.


Willie has a ::thlurrrp::


And another!


Mary loves her Ma.


Almanzo in the sun, with attitude.

Just a note: the kittens will be going for their spay/neuter surgeries on May 21st, which is three weeks from tomorrow. Two of them are spoken for (Willie and Albert, going home together), which leaves Laura, Mary and Almanzo, and Charles and Caroline still available for adoption. If you’re interested in adopting any of the remaining kittens or Charles and Caroline, it’s time to email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at INFO (at) FFHSV.ORG and get the ball rolling.

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Jake has a comfy.

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Previously
2018: Deanzilla’s takin’ the bus on down to kittentown.
2017: No entry.
2016: Basket full o’ attitude.
2015: Roseanne has a cranky.
2014: (“Don’t hurt me, ceiling fan. I meant no disrespect.”)
2013: Aslan’s earned himself the nickname “Swiper” because he likes to hang out on or under the ess, swiping at his siblings as they run by.
2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: Recycling inspectors, asleep on the job!
2009: Poor Troubles.
2008: It’s so cute, I pass out from the sugar shock.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.

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