I’ve started bringing the kittens downstairs to explore and to meet Uncle Charlie (and whichever other permanent residents are around). Pardon these pictures – the lighting in the living room is terrible (we’ll be fixing that soon). Also, I have not had a chance to bring Kudzu and Mondo down yet, but they’re next.
(Mimosa’s going home today!)
Here’s proof that Clover DOES play, he doesn’t just lie around and sleep. He just prefers to play one-on-one with another kitten or two, or by himself, he doesn’t like being in the middle of a crowd.
Tossing toys for kittens (and Clover has a snooze.)
Clover’s meet & greet went okay this afternoon. He doesn’t “show” well, because he’s timid and reserved and does things in his own time. The potential adopters were SO patient with him, finally got to get a few pets in and Clover even purred a bit at the end.
They’re going to think about it, discuss it as a family, and let me know if they’d like to go ahead with the adoption, and I’ll let y’all know either way. (They have cats, including one who isn’t 2 years old yet, so Clover would not be an only cat.)
Sleepy purring Clover… and sleepy sleeping Bramble!
When the kittens are harassing Mimosa, she comes to find me and says “Lady, control your kittens.” (Bramble’s face is killing me. “Where’d the milk bar GO?!”)
I take the onesie off of Mimosa first thing in the morning, and for a few hours the kittens leave her alone because they’re too busy racing around like wild things. But then someone realizes she’s not wearing it, and they alert the others, they start bugging her, and so the onesie goes back on. She doesn’t LOVE the onesie, but she doesn’t really mind it either, and it doesn’t stop her from doing anything she wants to do. I’m sure she’ll be glad to take it off FOREVER soon, though.
Mimosa was snoozing on that piece of cardboard when Hollyhock and Mondo came to sniff around for the milk bar, so she got up and stomped off. Then Mimosa tried to lead me to the food plate (which still had food on it, but she wanted something fresh, I guess.)
Mimosa was watching birds, and the kittens were watching her tail twitch. Mama’s tail: best toy ever!
2021: Canasta was adopted this morning and is headed home to Seattle.
2020: No entry.
2019: Ma has defeeted that pair of socks. (See what I did there?)
2018: “I CAN BE THE BAYBEE IF I WANNA.”
2017: “LADY THIS APPEARS TO KEEP HAPPENING,” said Roux.
2016: Ken “Moe” Adams gets his Kravitz on.
2015: “But… I don’t WANT a new little brother!”
2014: Meet the new guys! (Gilbert, Grant, and Marshall)
2013: “I SAID NO MORE PITCHERS, LAYDEE!”
2012: This boy spends a LOT of time chasing, grabbing, and biting his tail.
2011: “But *I* wanna watch those wacky Real Housewives!” says Dorothy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: She was howling, she was screaming, she was hissing, she was spitting.