Every nap time includes Regina trying to catch some Zs and then the kittens coming along and latching onto the milk bar. If she’s particularly sleepy, Regina will let it happen. If she’s not, she’ll get up after about a minute and stomp off to another part of the room in hopes that the kittens will be too sleepy to hunt her down.
2015: Happy Mother’s Day!
2014: “Not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I’m prettyyyyyyy.”
2013: “You might CONSIDER yourself the fourth born child of Khaleesi, but YOU ARE NO DRAGON, SIR.”
2012: O Christmas tree.
2011: I love how, at this age, when you rub their bellies, they think about it for a moment, then begin vigorously grooming themselves.
2010: Now that Maura is gone, we’re down to just our eleven, plus four fosters. Why, it’s like we hardly have any cats in the house at all!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.