This morning, they were outside the crate but were against the outside of the crate rather than against the door, so that’s an improvement. (I know she looks scared in this pic, but it was cause I was waving my hand to get her to look at me. She loooves me. Okay, likes me.) #LocationWars
Andouille looks like he’s trying to swim.
No YOU spent the afternoon squealing “Oh my god sweet baby come HERE and let me kiss your snout!” at manatees. (Okay it was me. But maybe you did too, I don’t know what you do in your life.) (I neither kissed nor touched any manatees, but it was not for lack of wishing.) #manatees
18 days old, folks. Found Nola’s plate of food on his own, bellied up and started trying to eat. Didn’t do it for long, and I’m not sure how much he actually ingested, but – EIGHTEEN DAYS OLD.
“Mama no Mama no Mama stahhhp I’m clean!” Poor #BeignetTheKitten . When Mama #Nola says you need a bath, you get a bath!
I cleaned the foster room this morning and put the crate in a different location. The kittens now think it’s the best! Thing! Ever! And Nola can’t convince them to come out – that is, they come out to see what’s what and then they go back into the crate. Goofballs. #LocationLocationLocation
That last step’s a doozy.
2016: No entry.
2015: The Fools are 3 weeks old!
2014: “I sense someone LOOKING at me.”
2013: “LOOK, lady, I’m trying to EAT here. You want to knock it off with the clickety-clack of that stupid camera?”
2012: Newbery Monday.
2011: Paws up, y’all.
2010: I try to never disturb a sleeping kitten, but boy – they are SO cute and fuzzy, it’s hard not to grab them up and snuggle them!
2009: No entry.
2008: “Momma!!! We is HUNGREE!”
2007: I consider it a weekend well spent.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.