In case you missed it on social media yesterday, here’s a comparison collage of some standing-up mama pics with their names as well as how many kittens each mama had.
Canasta doesn’t look so big now, huh?
I don’t think I mentioned this before, but for about a week now she’s been checking out one of the crates. Literally twice a day – right around noon and midnight – she goes into the crate, digs a little, and then just sits there for about 5 minutes. Just long enough, on other words, for me to get excited. And then she saunters out and goes about her day. She doesn’t even look at the other crate, and has only been in it a time or two. So I think I’m safe in predicting that the crate she’s ignoring is the one she’ll use, because she’s trying to convince me that the green crate is the one she likes. You can’t fool me, Canasta! (Yes she can.)
2020: Isabella’s all “Now how on earth did you get out here?!”
2019: Left the room for two minutes, and #4 arrived!
2018: No entry.
2017: I love that Frankie always neatly tucks his tail over his front paws. He is a GENTLEMAN.
2016: “Look, lady, look! I had my baby! He’s kinda funny looking and he talks weird. He takes after his daddy, is what I’m thinking.”
2015: No entry.
2014: And then Orlando came along and was all “WHAT GOIN’ ON HERE?!” (That look on Ferdinand’s face is KILLING. ME. DEAD.)
2013: No entry.
2012: He’s FLYYYYYINGGGG!
2011: No entry.
2010: So, yeah, no great cleaning tips from me.
2009: And they’re such sweet girls, they deserve to find their forever homes fast!
2008: Poor girlies.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.