Oh, these kittens, you guys. They are KILLING me with the CUTE.
Kate takes another moment to herself. She’s relaxed about them so much that even if they’re yelling about something (usually that I’ve moved them off the carpet back to the blanket), she takes a few moments, then grumbles “I’m coming, I’m coming” before she moseys over to see what’s what.
These kittens have zero fear of me. When I walk into the room, they’re almost always snoozing. I sit down and pet them, and they wake up, roll around, come over to sniff at me, roll over onto their backs and kick at me. Jareth has started climbing up into my lap (and then can’t figure out how to get down, of course). They’re certainly curious little things – I remember Emmy’s babies as not being terribly interested in me at this age (though I could be remembering wrong!)
Can you believe they’ll be three weeks old tomorrow?
Here’s a video from this weekend, of the kittens rolling around in the sun. Ugh, SO FREAKIN’ CUTE!
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2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: She is the MOST laid-back cat I’ve ever seen.
2009: So, the great freedom-letting has begun!
2008: Detective Cullen, however, spots something out of place in the grass.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.