FYI, a montage of Nola’s Cajuns was posted on the Good Morning America Facebook page yesterday morning (see it here), which was really cool and totally unexpected! Those babies are going global, y’all.
I got to visit with my fosters-in-waiting Belle Starr and her kittens the other day (they were introduced in Friday’s post, if you missed it). Did I take pictures? Oh, just a few.
I was just amazed (though I shouldn’t have been) how much they’ve grown since I first saw them a week ago. You have no idea how much I wanted to bring them home with me, but everywhere I’ve thought of to put them just won’t work. My bathroom – but we use that bathroom a lot, and that’s a small space for a family this size. My bedroom – but there are always 4 or 5 of our cats hanging out and snoozing in there. It wouldn’t be fair to shut that space off from them, especially since we’ll be putting the screen door at the bottom of the stairs and shutting the upstairs off from them in another week or two.
I did think of clearing out the small blue coop that we’re just using as storage for now, and putting them in there, but that’s not really a good idea – the way the doors open, a cat could easily get by me, and I don’t entirely trust the local raccoons not to bust in and steal whatever food is in there if they realize it’s there. (UGH, those freakin’ raccoons. I need to do a Crooked Acres post soon to update y’all on The Raccoon Situation and how it’s all Fred’s fault.)
I have a playpen I could put them in, and would be willing to do so if it was just the kittens, but Belle would get stressed out with all our jerks sniffing around.
Like I keep saying to Fred – we just need ONE more room!
Whatever you’d like, let us make it for you!
I found that giant cup/bowl on eBay. I used to have one that had flowers on the front, and have zero idea what happened to it. Either I’ll discover it when I clean out a closet, or I broke it and threw it away. Who knows? I certainly don’t! Anyway, it’s been a hit with the kittens. They like to sit in it and hang out… or do other things. Roux, for one, has discovered a use for it.
Here’s 50 seconds of Roux in the giant cup chasing her tail. Because why not?
We haven’t really been able to get Nola to play much, until last weekend, when Fred got out a teaser and waved it around. Her eyes got dark, and she WENT AFTER that thing. She was not kidding around – she must have been a mighty hunter before she came to us.
She kinda freaked the kittens out.
She kinda freaked me out, too!
Here, enjoy a video of her showing off her skills, me gasping at Fred, and the kittens floofing.
2016: I don’t know what Bert is thinkin’ about, but he’s thinkin’ about it real, real hard.
2015: Paws UP, y’all!
2014: No entry.
2013: “Madame, I don’t believe I care for your tone.”
2012: Whipper and the Newbs (aka Logie and Newbery) hanging out on the cat tree in the sun.
2011: Actually, that’s another way Dorothy and Alice are alike: they’re small, but they have NO fear when it comes to the other cats.
2010: Oh, I loved her immediately.
2009: He still says she’s ugly.
2008: No entry.
2007: Vampire Kitty likes to spend his days on top of the cupboards, where it’s warm and relatively dark.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.