3-23-21 Tuesday

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It’s raffle time!

Forgotten Felines of Huntsville supporter Mary Long made this gorgeous “Phat Cat” quilt. It measures 76″ x 90″ and weighs about 5 pounds. AND it comes with a coordinating tote bag!

It costs $5 per entry into the raffle (and you can enter as many times as you’d like!) You DO NOT have to be local to enter – if you’re not here in the Huntsville, Alabama area, we will ship the quilt to you.

Check out the auction page for more pictures and info or just send $5 per entry to forgottenfelineshsv (at) yahoo.com via the “sending to friends” option (to avoid fees) and note “QUILT RAFFLE.” You can enter RIGHT NOW through Saturday at 7 PM (Central Time.) Saturday evening (7:15ish) we’ll draw a winner live here at Love & Hisses Central (I don’t know if we’ll actually get a kitten to draw the name, but there WILL be kittens in the live drawing video).

All proceeds benefit the Forgotten Felines of Huntsville Sanctuary Cats Fund for cats in long-term care.


It’s a big world out there, little Rummy.

Uno has a skeptical.

Slapjack’s all “It’s a big step and I have these short ‘n stubby legs.”

Line ’em up!

There goes Whist.

Little sniffers.

Whist checks out the structural integrity of the crate.

Fizzbin gives the bare floor a try.

Canasta comes over to reassure the kittens.

Whist finds the little cat tree innnnnnteresting.

Fizzbin in my lap.

Picking up Uno for a kiss.

The kittens’ teeth are popping through! Pinochle appreciated me opening his mouth so I could get a look.

And back in the crate they go.

Thus far, they’ve only left the crate via the side opening – which I zip closed when I leave the room – and haven’t made any effort to leave the crate by the front opening. They don’t seem to mind staying in the crate most of the time, and Canasta spends the majority of her time in the crate with them. Given that they’re getting pretty steady on their feet and interested in exploring, I’m going to set up a few small litter boxes for them near the crate and will encourage them to spend more time out and about. I don’t think it’ll be long before they’ll realize they can leave the crate by the front opening, and will do so.


Jake sure does love that self-heating bed and the sun coming through the window.


2020: “That’s right, kid. You eat on your own. Go for it!”
2019: No entry.
2018: Oksana’s all “You no touch these babies, lady. You hear me?”
2017: So ladies and gentlemen, say hello to Nola.
2016: The Fakers, 3 weeks old.
2015: “I not think I gonna fit on that Jet(Blue) plane, lady. You crazy!”
2014: No entry.
2013: Warning: there are a LOT of wee pink kitty toes in this post.
2012: Newbery gets a back rub and thinks maybe he likes it.
2011: (So RUDE, snapping a picture of a poor pregnant lady from behind!)
2010: Sometimes another kitten will join in on the howling, and OH their hearts are just breaking at the injustice of not being able to get through the door, they are PERSONALLY insulted at this turn of events.
2009: Here we go, all seven present and accounted for!
2008: No entry.
2007: Their evil chicken talons don’t poke holes in the kiddie pool?
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.