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Line ’em up!
From left: Ollie, Kate and Reverb.
There’s Rum! When I tell you that boy has “annoying little brother” energy, I am not kidding.
Rum giving Ollie the ol’ chomperoo.
Rum giving Reverb the ol’ chomperoo.
Rum’s all “You say there’s Churu somewhere?” (There was not. This was a feather teaser occasion.)
“Hmph. I’ll just wait here ’til there’s Churu, then.”
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky) yesterday.
Ollie’s been keeping a watch on the neighborhood and would like the birds who keep flitting around in the tree to come closer.
Throwback Thursday: in 2015, when I was fostering Peter, Paul (pictured) and Mary, I proclaimed that we’d never had a Diamond-Bellied Tuxie before and that they were extremely rare. And several people (including Fred) believed that was a thing.
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Throw Back Thursday: from 2015, Mary spitting at me. She was so PLEASED with herself!
Your daily Rumdangle, co-starring me as today’s danglebase.
Throw Back Thursday: in 2021, we were waiting impatiently for Canasta to give birth to her kittens. She got impossibly huge – and then she got bigger. This picture was taken about 3 days before she finally gave birth to SIX kittens.
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Throw Back Thursday: A hugely pregnant Canasta in 2021, in slow motion.
Good night innernets. (Kate (top) and Reverb)
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Previously
2025: Fanta discovered the ceiling and was like “WHOA. Has that always been there?”
2024: His antennae are up and he’s waiting for a message from the mother ship. Beep boop!
2023: “Holy cow, I’m beautiful!” says Linzer.
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: You’ll just have to trust me – she looks a little threadbare in person.
2019: Mary is learning the art of taking a bath.
2018: Fred finds newborn kittens to be just about the most boring thing on the face of the planet because he is utterly insane.
2017: Then Jake tried to mind-meld with Stefan, who rebuffed the move.
2016: No entry.
2015: Peter wishes HE could have a turn on the scratcher. SIGH.
2014: Ear cleanliness is important to Ferdinand.
2013: One thing I do know, though: I have zero control over the color that her kittens are, so I’ll take what she gives me and I’ll be grateful!
2012: “Ho hum, hanging out here in the air again.”
2011: No entry.
2010: Seriously, how ADORABLE were baby Sugarbutt and Tommy?
2009: Samba, running around like a wild thing.
2008: I realized yesterday that I never told y’all any of Joe Bob’s back story.
2007: I really think that seven cats is just too many for us to have on a permanent basis. Six really feels like the right number for us. (Oh, poor naive, silly, deluded 2007 Robyn.)
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.