I got the foster room scrubbed down yesterday and moved M’Lynn and Shelby in the early evening. The verdict: Shelby hasn’t noticed any difference, and M’Lynn thinks it’s FANTASTIC. She’s enjoying the cat trees, the view from the windows, and all the toys (there were toys in the little room where they were, but apparently more toys is more awesome.)
Janeway & Spock were adopted yesterday and have moved home to Kentucky; they are now Elly May and Jethro. Here’s the video of some of my favorite pictures of them, from when they came to us at 5 days old, to when they left yesterday at 3 1/2 months old.
Shelby loooves her bottle. Look at those wiggly ears!
2022: “It’s really hard to find good employees these days, but I think this bunch is going to work out.”
2021: Carli’s all “This is an excellent box.”
2020: (I expected to get them more EXPLODING out of the crate, but I’d call that more of a meander.)
2019: Archie felt judged, put on his Ears of Annoyance, and raced away.
2018: And now you’ve met Tank!
2017: Who’s going to disturb all those melted kittens? Not I!
2016: It’s a sleepy Raleigh pie.
2015: No entry.
2014: “I recommends you stop pointing that phone at me, lady. The ears don’t get much more annoyanced than this.”
2013: “Uhhhhh… nothin’. Just sitting here NOT making fun of the way you derpy-doo around on two feet.”
2012: Are you seeing the looniness in Magoo?
2011: “Dude. Your toenails are UP MY NOSE!”
2010: Then one evening, the cats got together and had a newspaper-shredding party.
2009: At one point, I had six or seven cats gathered around me, watching in fascination as the plastic dragonfly flapped and flapped.
2008: No entry.
2007: Talk about your come-hither look!
2006: Y’all just shut UP. We do NOT have eight cats.
2005: “What can I do to convince you to adopt Sugarbutt?”