Since Ivy was gone yesterday (she came through her surgery great, and was resting well mid-afternoon when the vet called, and I will be picking her up after 8 this morning), here are some random permanent resident pics.
I went into the tornado shelter to check something (I don’t remember what), and Archie had to come creeping along to see what I was doing.
Alice and Newt, napping on Fred’s bed.
And a little while later (okay, it probably wasn’t even the same day), Alice and Jake hanging out on the same bed.
Jake outside, next to the pot of flowers (must have been late summer; those flowers are deader than dead now.)
Newt loves to hang out in the closet in Fred’s office, so Fred put a bed on the floor. Newt appreciated that. (Jake likes to hang out in there too, but slinks away if I open the door because he’s got a guilty conscience.)
I took this picture through the kitchen window – Khal was balancing on that crossbar, and I think Fred should mount a walkway or shelf there, don’t you?
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
This morning, Ivy (on the cat tree) was all “What’s up with the carrier, lady?” When it came time to leave, I picked her up and popped her in the carrier with no drama at all. She’s such a good girl. I dropped her off for her spay surgery this morning as soon as the vet opened. She’ll spend the night there and will be back here tomorrow morning to recover for a few days before she goes home. Interestingly, despite waking me pretty much every hour on the hour all night long last night, Ivy had not a single thing to say on the drive to the vet!
(Permanent resident) Newt is still enjoying that Christmas box.
Update: Ivy came through her spay surgery just fine and is resting well, and I can pick her up after 8 tomorrow morning! (So so glad she’s done with her surgery. I’ve never had a foster have any issues with their spay/neuter surgeries, but of course I worry!)
(Permanent resident) Charlie catches up on his napping.
Good night innernets. (Permanent resident Archie)
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Previously
2021: Over the weekend Canasta’s belly really seemed to expand.
2020: No entry.
2019: We’ve come a long way, baby.
2018: “What. Do you WANT. LADY?”
2017: Hello, beautiful.
2016: “Well, well, well,” says Stefani. “FINALLY my tank arrived!”
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: Sooner or later, all cats end up in these beds.
2012: Cuties.
2011: When the nice couple showed up, we took them upstairs to meet the boys, and I tell you what – it was embarrassing, how many cats went scattering as we walked through the house.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse.”
2007: Moonman is such a sweet, friendly guy and he’s worming his way into Fred’s heart. (No, we’re not adopting him! But Fred’s going to be sad to see him go.) (FYI, you now know Moonman as Joe Bob.)
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.