These kittens, I swear, I don’t know how I can possibly be expected not to squoosh them ’til there’s marshmallow fluff everywhere. They are the most adorable little monkeys now that their eyes (with the exception of Roux) are open. They toddle around the crate, they stick their heads out to see what’s going on, and if I put my hand in the crate, they sniff it in puzzlement. They adore their mama, who adores them right back. I LOVE THEM, is what I’m saying. And they’re only going to get cuter!
Video! I call this one “Mooom, stop! I’m clean!”, but in actuality the kittens don’t seem to really mind bath time.
Frankie (nicknames: Frankenbeans, Franklin, Frank-u-lin, Trilli Vanilla, Trillbo Baggins; those last two are Fred’s nicknames for him, I tend to just call him “Franken”) looks very smug here, doesn’t he?
2016: The Fakers, up close and personal.
2015: Oh, the pink nose and pink leeps just kill me.
2014: No entry.
2013: Leia’s having a bad hair day.
2012: “Don’t come any closer, lady.”
2011: “What is this place? Where is my MOMMY?!”
2010: I don’t know what Bolitar did, but it was apparently QUITE offensive.
2009: I love how Beulah is hugging Elijah like he’s a big ol’ body pillow.
2008: No entry.
2007: “You may not touch the Suggie toes.”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.