Also, they like to bite… everything. Which is why I don’t step foot in that room unless I’m wearing long pants and socks to protect my legs and feet. This is why all my clothes end up with holes in them. Well, the little claws do some damage, too.
This was the first toy I saw them playing with – they even carried it into the box on their own. It’s one of the toys I got from Tee Tugs.
The Noms show off their skittering-sideways skillz:
(Or see it over at YouTube here.)
I think I mentioned that last year after the tornado came through and the winds knocked some trees over (though thankfully there was little damage), one of the things Fred did when he was cutting up one of the trees was to bring a couple of big stumps into the yard. There’s one under the trees by the cat house, and this one on the cement patio. They like to sharpen their claws on the side of the stump, and then hang out on top.
2011: It’s exhausting to be a wee bebbeh kitten, is what I’m saying.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: The chicks react to worms by grabbing one of them and then running wildly around the pen so that the other chicks think she’s got something really good and start chasing her around to get it from her.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.