I put this hammock scratcher next to the little blue cat tree in hopes that they’d use the hammock, and by golly they DID. (That’ll never happen again.)
Nick’s got his eye on the feather teaser.
Of course, when the feather teaser comes out, it turns into The Jay Show.
Zelda in the tunnel scratcher. (If you’re ever unsure whether you’re looking at Zelda or Nick, look for the orange eyebrow over her left eye, and you’ve got Zelda.)
Zelda under the curvy scratcher, wondering how she caught that rainbow. (There’s a crystal suncatcher in one of the windows that catches the sun and throws sparkly spots all over the room for a little while in the morning.)
Daisy does love that green bean.
Nick takes a gentle sniff of the end of Daisy’s tail (whereas it looks like Jay wants to go a little more grabby.)
Looks like Nick wants to be starting something.
A couple of times a day, after they’ve been fed, I put the Nestlings on a blanket on the kitchen floor so they can explore if they want to.
He looks like a little bulldog.
Starling and Plover are still too little to be interested in much aside from eating and sleeping; Wren’s keeping them company.
Trixie (the neighbor’s cat who spends A LOT of time on our front porch) likes to occasionally hang out on the ledge outside this window and watch Newt sleep.
Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Nick finally discovered the ToastyCat bed and informs me that it’s comfy. (I got it from ToastyCat.com, but they appear to be sold out at the moment.)
Would you care for a cuppa Rufous? It’s sweet with subtle citrus notes – the perfect start for your day.
Myrtle shows off her moves, and then she and Jay race around.
Kittens through the tunnel. That tunnel scratcher continues to be a favorite. I think the time isn’t far off that they’re going to be too big for it, though!
It’s Toesday, and as such please admire Wren’s adorable lonnng toeses.
2022: “Am sleepy, lady.”
2021: Whist said “Thank goodness I had my floof suit cleaned recently!”
2020: It’s Monday, and Alejandro is like “Didn’t we already have a Monday?”
2019: They’re turning into total stringbeans!
2018: “Does this mean I’m gonna have to hear about his extra toes for the rest of my life? Oh joy.”
2017: Roux will have you know that she is NOT responsible for the damage to this scratcher. It was a previous litter. REALLY.
2016: SOMEONE has a case of the Loons!
2015: Happy Mother’s Day!
2014: “Not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I’m prettyyyyyyy.”
2013: “You might CONSIDER yourself the fourth born child of Khaleesi, but YOU ARE NO DRAGON, SIR.”
2012: O Christmas tree.
2011: I love how, at this age, when you rub their bellies, they think about it for a moment, then begin vigorously grooming themselves.
2010: Now that Maura is gone, we’re down to just our eleven, plus four fosters. Why, it’s like we hardly have any cats in the house at all!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.