Let me tell you about Phinneas. Anyone who knows me knows of my great and abiding love for orange tabbies, and Phinneas is a good example of why I love them so. He’s a little wild thing, racing around the room, jumping on his brothers and sisters, biting them on the neck one moment and then vigorously grooming them the next. He’ll race across the room to jump on my foot and bite it as hard as he can (and these kittens can bite HARD when they want to!) and then when I pick him up and pet him, he instantly goes limp, purrs loud enough to be heard from two rooms away, and gives me the Eyes of Love.
He’s the biggest kitten, and he likes to eat. Like, a lot. And he doesn’t want anyone else to eat off the plate he’s eating from, so if anyone gets too close, he gives them the Paw of No. Right now he’s at a pound and a half, and he has a big ol’ beer belly. It doesn’t slow him down, though.
NOTHING slows down our Phinneas – but he’ll take time out for a belly rub, of course. A boy’s gotta have priorities!
I walked into the room to find the bunch of them stuffed into that little condo on the cat tree. I wasn’t fast enough with the camera to get them IN the condo, though. (I got that cat tree at least four years ago off eBay. It’s held up remarkably well for something that hardly cost anything!)
Caleb: “Okay, I have her pinned. Now what?”
Bessie: “::sigh:: Now you bite my neck. How many times do we have to go over this??”
Lap full o’ kittens. Note that Caleb (the gray kitten on the bottom) is all “Cannot. Breathe. Halp?”
“STOP! Collaborate and listen! Caleb’s back with a brand new invention!” (That’s a Vanilla Ice reference, for those of you who aren’t as super-cool as I am. Heh.)
Here, we have Beulah showing Bessie who the boss is. (Hint: NOT Bessie!)
2008: No entry.
2007: I was somehow elected to take Newt to the vet, so we boxed him up and put him in my car.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
That is the second Vanilla Ice reference I’ve heard in the 2 hours I’ve been awake this morning. I wonder what the universe is trying to tell me.
Those kittens are SO super cute! By the way, I brought the house down at karaoke last Thursday night, with Ice Ice Baby. The DJ was impressed and I was out of breath. You should try to sing/rap? that song and dance at the same time. For a big girl like myself, NOT easy. This Thursday, I will be wowing the masses with, Baby Got Back.
They are all so damn cute any of them would be wonderful to have. I’m happy that you are enjoying them Robin. And good for you Linda-Nothing like a big girl with sass who doesn’t let anything hold her back!
I just want you to know that I am living vicariously through you. I always want a basket of kittens, but circumstances (2 dogs, 2 cats, and a husband that doesn’t like animals) prevent me from fulfilling my dream!