5-16-22 Monday

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Kudzu and Bramble atop the “Things” box.

Clover wants to sleep, but it doesn’t look like Kudzu’s going to let him.

Mimosa, bird-watchin’.

Mondo’s all “Who, me? I wasn’t gonna jump on Hollyhock and wake her up! I’d never!”

Lap full o’ Clover.

The onesie doesn’t stop the kittens from snuggling, but at least they’re not trying to nurse anymore.

Mondo’s all “Tryin’ to nap here, lady.”

Bramble’s settling in for a nap.


The Magnificent Khal.


Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.

Kudzu’s having a hard time getting started this morning. It’s a rough life, ain’t it?

Ooh, it’s a Hollyhock taco. Just what I needed for lunch!

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Kudzu’s feelin’ feisty!

Having a quick snuggle with Mondo

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It’s wrassle time for 4 of the 5 kittens (though you’ll see Mondo go racing across the room at one point.) And at the end, you can see mama Mimosa wandering down the hall in her onesie.

Good night innernets. (Clover, Bramble, and Hollyhock in the background)

It’s a Mimosa pie! My favorite!

Hollyhock needs a kiss on her little pink nose.

Good night innernets. (Clover & Bramble)

Confession: There were only 4 kittens in the top of the cat tree when I walked into the room. I picked up Clover and plopped him in the middle of them so I could get a picture of all the Sprouts.

Bramble and Hollyhock are all “Excuse you lady, this meeting doesn’t concern you.”

Yes, Mimosa is still in the onesie. I take it off her every morning, and after a few hours, when the kittens start harassing her, she gets SUPER vocal until I put it back on her. The kittens still snuggle with her (and keep checking to see if there’s milk bar access), but as long as they can’t nurse she doesn’t seem to mind them too terribly much. (And when they get TOO annoying, she can just get up and walk away.)

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Tossing toys for kittens. These kittens have MOVES.

Good night innernets. (Bramble, Hollyhock and Kudzu)


2021: Looks like we’re having 6-kitten pie for breakfast!
2020: No entry.
2019: Almanzo’s all “HI Pa! Whatcha doin’ down there?!”
2018: Torvill sitting in a giant teacup watching his little brotherunclecousinfriend drag a toy mouse around whilst softly growling under his breath.
2017: “LADYYY. What did I SAY about takin’ my PITCHYER all the durn-dang TIME?!”
2016: “No, Mama, no!” says Princess Consuela.
2015: #Roseanne waits for the mother ship to call her home.
2014: I love the look he’s giving Dennis.
2012: No entry.
2011: I called her Dorfy and when I was looking for her Saturday evening, I called her KittyDorfin’ and then EnDorfin’.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: “She did WHAT?!?!”
2007: “WHO’S READY FOR THE SNACKIN’?” I bellowed
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.



5-16-22 Monday — 7 Comments

    • About 14 pounds. (It’s been about a year since we weighed him last, but I think his weight is about the same.)

  1. Emmm. I hope it’s not too indelicate to inquire, but I assume the onesie must be positioned just so in order to allow for visits to the litter box? I just can’t quite picture/believe it, haha, even after scrutinizing the available photographic evidence. I’m not asking for photographic evidence, mind you. (Or am I? No, I’m not. Am I?) I hope you don’t mind me asking. “Enquiring minds” and all that.

    Also, apologies if you’ve already covered this info and I missed it.


    • The back end is cut out really well – there’s basically a strap on either side that goes around her back legs, but the rest is empty space. I didn’t understand how it worked either, but there’s never been an issue with it getting in the way. (I’ve never gotten a picture of her onesie-wearing back end, but I’m surprised how well it works.)