I don’t know why I was talking to Fred (“Are you getting your hair did?”) in my kitten voice, but I don’t generally use that voice with him. It was the presence of Slapjack, vigorously licking away that brought that voice out, I guess. Slapjack is a very licky boy.
It’s play time in the foster room, and Slapjack’s rediscovering his favorite toy!
Saying hi to the kittens – and pointing out who’s who.
The skitterbugs have come out to play!
Lap full o’ BOOPs.
Play time in the kitten room! They’re very BOING!-y today.
Tails: still the very best toys!
(Permanent resident) Newt in the sweater bed, refusing to wake up and look at me. Hmph. (There’s a lot going on in this picture – that thing attached to the shelf Newt is lying on is a yarn winder (I think it’s called). Also, please admire this afghan – I think it’s the prettiest one Fred has made so far.)(Yes, my husband crochets and no he doesn’t take requests because he is MEAN.))
Remember Vittles kittens Kiki (formerly Calamity Jane) and her brother Mr. Mustachio (formerly Davy Crockett)? This is what they look like now – their big brother Oliver Starshine got a new bed, and the kittens had to test it out first. It passed the approval process… now Oliver Starshine is worried that they’ll decide there’s enough room in that bed for them, too. (Thanks, Sarah!)
Throw Back Thursday: A video from a year ago wherein a chipmunk (that we were trying to capture so we could release it back outside) flew directly at my face, making me scream. (The slowed-down scream makes me laugh ’til I wheeze.)
Throw Back Thursday: A year ago we had Javier (yellow collar) and his loony brother Pablo in residence (they were from the Los Mewchachos litter.) I was giving them probiotic from a syringe, which they really really liked, and although Javier had already had his, he came along to see if there were any remnants to lick off of Pablo’s face. This picture kills me.
Kitten play time! It’s always kitten play time. Well, I guess unless it’s kitten chow time or kitten sleep time. But there’s a lot of playing.
Canasta (date of birth: 7/10/19) came to Forgotten Felines in early January. She’d been left behind at an apartment complex by her owners and was pregnant. When she came to us, we thought she still had a few more weeks before she gave birth, but she got impossibly huge and made us wait an amazing 47 days before she gave birth to 6 very healthy kittens on February 26th.
Canasta is very much a people-lover. She comes running over as soon as she sees you, and loves to climb into your lap for cuddles. She loves to be petted and kissed, and likes being held on her back and cuddled like a baby. Even when she’s had her fill of cuddles, she doesn’t go very far before she flops down for a nap. She loves to be around people and hates a closed door. She’s very vocal and loves to “talk” to you or herself. She’s a super playful girl and loves to chase toys – she especially loves ping pong balls and sparkle balls and has a special fondness for toys with feathers attached. She needs another cat to play with, but she can be a little forward, doesn’t hesitate to smack another cat who gets too close, so any new friends need to be the sort who can stand up to her or just ignore her when she gets rude.
If Canasta seems like your kind of kitty, email Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire. We are located in Huntsville, Alabama, and adopters are required to come here to complete the adoption.
Rummy picking a fight with mama… and then racing away while Canasta sits with her foot in the air. AS SHE DOES.
Best toy ever, apparently! It certainly has the Fizzbin POP! of approval.
Watch ’em grow! Uno and Slapjack at newborn, 2 weeks old, 5 weeks old, and 9 weeks old (yesterday). Uno is currently the smallest Cardshark at 2 pounds, 4 ounces. And Slapjack weighs 2 pounds, 12 ounces, which makes him the biggest kitten. (Fizzbin lost her title!)
Watch ’em grow! Pinochle and Whist at newborn, 2 weeks old, 5 weeks old, and 9 weeks old (yesterday). Both Pinochle and Whist weighed in at 2 pounds, 8 ounces yesterday, which puts them solidly in the middle of the litter, weight-wise.
Watch ’em grow! Rummy and Fizzbin at newborn, 2 weeks old, 5 weeks old, and 9 weeks old (yesterday). Rummy is currently the second-smallest (after Uno) at 2 pounds, 5 ounces. Fizzbin is the second largest (after Slapjack) at 2 pounds, 10 ounces.
Remember Thursday’s Throw Back Thursday pic of Javier and Pablo? Well, this is what Pablo (who is now Rocky) looks like now, left. He was adopted with Diego (who is now Flint), and look how awesomely floofy they are! That’s a whole lotta cute. (Thanks Callie!)
That startle jump at the beginning KILLS me.
2020: No entry.
2019: Laura’s all “No, lady. He sleepin’. You kiss him later.”
2018: That smile on Ohno’s face just makes me want to squoosh her.
2017: When they slide out like this, I say they’re reliving their birth experience and then I laugh and laugh because I amuse myself so.
2016: Can you believe that the Fakers are TWO months old as of yesterday?
2015: Apparently, walking around with a piece of litter hanging off his lip is going to be Shecky’s “thing.”
2014: Tricki Friday.
2013: Or perhaps you’d prefer a floofier, more robust flavor?
2012: “You must rub da belleh.”
2011: Meet Dorothy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: (Side note: If your heart doesn’t melt and pour out your belly button when Kara rubs her face against Kaylee, there is no hope for you.)
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.