9-20-21 Monday

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ANNOUNCEMENT: I am taking a blog break this week. What that means: the blog posts this week will just be a recap of the pictures and videos that were posted the day before on social media. I’ll be back next Monday with all-new content (in addition to continuing the social media posts.) I will be scarce both here and on social media (all is well, just needing a bit of a break.)

However, I did finally get the virtual tour of this house posted, and you can see it right here.

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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.


I feel like these kittens are going to start snapping and dancing. When you’re an ornj, you’re an ornj all the way. From your first snort of ‘nip to your last dyin’ day.


“My earses feel funny.” (Franco Fondue)


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I guess no one told Franco Fondue that he’s supposed to be scared of the carrier!


Good night innernets, from Sofia Soy Sauce and her claws and toes and little bitty teef.


Theo Pesto was on the desk and Alfie Alfredo said “Psst! Hey dude, you havin’ a Churu?” Theo said “No!” Alfie didn’t believe Theo and demanded a breath sniff. Judging by that last picture, whatever Alfie said about Theo’s breath wasn’t very nice.


Alfie Alfredo’s hoggin’ the pie plate, and Christopher Chutney’s waiting impatiently for his turn.


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Mama Molly Marinara is getting more and more playful lately, which is lovely to see!


Good night innernets. (Sofia Soy Sauce)


It’s time for breakfast! Mama Molly Marinara and Sofia Soy Sauce share a plate.


Molly’s keeping an eye on the mirror. (I have no idea whose nose that is poking in from the side, all I know is that it’s not Theo Pesto or Sofia Soy Sauce!)


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Tossing toys for the kittens! (As you do.)


Good night innernets. (Christopher Chutney and Franco Fondue)

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Previously
2020: D’Artagnan sees what you’re doing, and frankly? He’s a little appalled.⁠
2019: Princess Gabrielle is displeased.
2018: Ryder’s kittens, named.
2017: They’re turning into real cats now – they use the litter box like champs, they eat on their own, they race around like their tails are on fire.
2016: Awwww, wittle baby Hemlock!
2015: No entry.
2014: When he gets really excited, his suave and debonair exterior slips, and he lets his Alabama shine through.
2013: Meadow would like you to TALK TO THE PAW.
2012: Tony Rocky Magoo + red straw = true love forevah.
2011: Tucker’s all “WHY I NEVER!” Hee!
2010: “I am hanging out with my bo’friends, lady. You go away!”
2009: But Bill apparently decided that it was time for his eyelips to GO, and ::SPROINGGGG!:: off they went!
2008: No entry.
2007: It’s a good thing he’s so cute.
2006: Maddy and Miz Poo come face-to-face over Tigger. And then Miz Poo ran away from the terrifying kitten.
2005: So, that’s been my day thus far, and it’s not even noon. I think I need a nap.

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