1-17-23 Tuesday

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Oh, that Cinnaspin.


And oh, that Linzer.


Such a couple of sweet, sweet girls.

To answer the question: yes, they are a bonded pair, and yes they will have to be adopted together. I will say that I think Linzer is more bonded to Cinnaspin than vice versa – I often hear Linzer calling for Cinnaspin (who is usually curled up somewhere asleep) and then joining her, but they are definitely very good friends and spend a lot of time playing together and curling up to sleep.

Still haven’t heard anything about a spay date for them yet, so I’m not sure when Forgotten Felines will start accepting applications for them (they usually wait until we have a set spay/neuter date before taking apps.) I’ll let y’all know when I hear something!

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Charlie’s feelin’ grumpy.

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


The taco truck is ready for business – fish tacos for breakfast? Yes, please! (Cinnaspin)


A closer shot of Linzer, so you can admire her beautiful eyes (and face!)


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A brief meeting with Uncle Archie. Linzer seems intrigued, Cinnaspin watches from a distance, and Uncle Archie pretty immediately wants out of this whole situation (kittens can be scary.)


A girl (Linzer) and her green bean. 💚


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It takes a special kind of nerve to start a fight with your sister and then complain when she gets the upper paw, am I right?


Good night innernets. (Cinnaspin & Linzer)

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Previously
2022: He was very not thrilled about this turn of events, but still says he’d rather deal with a cat in heat than a cat in labor.
2021: Say hello to our new foster – this is Canasta (we are going with a card-game theme; the litter as a whole will be known as the Cardsharks.)
2020: “Trying to sleep here, lady.” Josephine’s not foolin’ around.
2019: How Well Have They Aged Thursday
2018: Out glaring in her field.
2017: Newt – who I suggested “might” become an inside cat 10 years ago – spends 99% of his time snoozing in one of the cat beds on my desk these days.
2016: No entry.
2015: It’s a smug smug smug smug smug smug life.
2014: By the time he gathered himself for a retaliation, Tricki was over it.
2013: Baleful (Baby) Beans, purring up a storm.
2012: The vacuum’s put away, so it’s safe.
2011: “There appears to be a Cindy FAR too close to me!”
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Even though I never did look ratty, and I hate her.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.

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