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These kittens are just living the roughest possible life, aren’t they?
Zephyr continues to be a very comfy pillow.
Cassandra checks out Mama’s paw.
Going to be a little poser are we, Zephyr?
I have not yet pointed this out, though I noticed it the very first time I saw her – Pandora (with her back to the camera) has a tail light!
I really need to get a side by side picture of Zeus and Daphne, but I think you can tell here what I mean when I say that his fur (he’s the one Calliope is hugging) is darker and sleeker than Daphne’s fur, and has a bit of curl to it. Daphne is in front of him by Calliope’s paw – her fur is fluffier and straighter, and not quite as dark and silky.
Calliope’s thousand-yard stare is killing me. “Wonder if it’s too late to get into medical school. Am I past my prime?”
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Wonton gets his Rumdangle on.
Pierogi in the tub.
“Watching you, lady. Watching. YOU.”
Tortellini’s got some amazing whiskers.
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Rocco snoopervising me while I filled bird feeders.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky/Threads) yesterday.
Good morning from the milk bar, where Zephyr has an EXCELLENT latch going on.
Need a couple of office assistants who sleep on the job, punch holes in your papers, and “don’t do” phone calls? Here you go! (Pierogi (left) and Wonton are available for adoption; email INFO (at) FFHSV.ORG to inquire.)
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It’s your daily dispatch from the milk bar!
Well, well, well. Three days old, and Daphne’s already ready to see (and judge) what the world has to offer. (Eyes don’t usually start opening until around 7-10 days. She’s a prodigy!)
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Uncle Magoo (former foster Reverb!) really likes to watch the kittens play. He doesn’t want to play WITH them, he just likes to see what they’re doing. (That whispering sound you hear in the background is from my headphones – I was listening to a podcast.)
Tortellini is a mighty, mighty snake hunter. (And she’s available for adoption! Email INFO (at) FFHSV.ORG to inquire.)
Good night innernets. (Cassandra will sleep like an angel on her bed of kittens.)
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Previously
2025: He had a thought, but it got away. AGAIN. Oh well, it’ll come back eventually (maybe.)
2024: One moment Pita’s looking oh-so-innocent, and the next she’s giving Mosey the ol’ slapperoo.
2023: No entry.
2022: No entry.
2021: So without further ado, The Nightmare.
2020: Benjamin says “You gots a big foot, Clyde.”
2019: No one poops without snoopervision.
2018: I’m glad they weren’t sad and missing me, I SUPPOSE, but they could have faked it a little.
2017: Floofy perfection.
2016: No entry.
2015: “No one understands me but you, springy mouse toy!”
2014: “You kids! Keep it down! I’m NAPPING.”
2013: “He just keeeeeps on talkin’.”
2012: These pictures of Stompers are killing me dead.
2011: No entry.
2010: Who’s THAT?
2009: No entry.
2008: I wouldn’t want to see THAT carnage.
2007: Mister Suspicious.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.