Look at these sweet little faces…
That’s Amber (formerly Ambercup) on the left, and Mercury’s Missions Phoenix in the back, and Stardust on the right.
Debra said: I sewed up an emergency heat reflecting Mylar sheet in an envelope of fuzzy fabric…
How smart is that? Don’t they look cozy and warm? Don’t you just wanna crawl into that cuddle puddle and a take a nap? (Thanks, Debra!)
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In case you missed it on social media yesterday, not only is Natalia NOT pregnant, she’s actually already been spayed! No kittens for her.
“YOU PROMISED ME KITTENS, LADY.” (Actually that’s the face she gave me because I stopped petting her to take her picture.)
She’s such a cutie.
“Keep petting, lady.”
So she didn’t even need an ultrasound – they shaved her belly, spotted the incision and tattoo, and knew there’s no chance she’s pregnant. She’s gotten her rabies shot and dewormer, she’ll get her vaccination on Friday, and hopefully she’ll end up going home straight from here. Fingers crossed!
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Josephine, exploring.
Gabrielle, chilling.
JoJo’s cheesecake pose.
Josephine in the sun.
Gabrielle’s all “If Unca Newt isn’t going to use the tiki hut, then it’s mine!”
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Oh, that Alice Mo. She’s the PRETTIEST.
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Previously
2019: Getting his ‘nip on.
2018: “Don’t get TOO handsy, lady.”
2017: First sighting of Frankie!
2016: No entry.
2015: “I wanted the wall basket to MYSELF.”
2014: I just love it so very much when cats sit there with the end of their tongue sticking out, all “Wha? Wha tho funny? Why you laughin’?”
2013: I should rename him Baleful Beans.
2012: I went a little astray from my original idea, but when I was done, I laughed and laughed like a big dork.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Humans are just so stupid, that’s the way they is made.
2007: I think it’s possible that Newt, who is Not Our Cat, might end up becoming an inside cat. (HA – ya THINK, 2007 Robyn? You really think he might? Here’s an update: he spends 99.999% of his time inside, piled up in an overstuffed cat bed like a big ol’ slug.)
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.