Yep, Alejandro still fits. He doesn’t go through the tunnel nearly as fast as he used to, but he does fit. I should probably put that scratcher away so that no one gets stuck, but I’m going to be honest: I want to see if someone does, or if they wise up and stop trying to fit through there. Only time will tell!
The kittens LOVE these tubes of Inaba Churu pureed food. It’s about the consistency of baby food, and usually if I sit on the floor and wave the tube at them, they come running. (They share a tube, sometimes two, per day.) In this instance, Carmelita (who marches to the beat of her own drum) was napping and didn’t realize Churu was on tap, so I had to go to her. (This is not an advertisement, I didn’t get this stuff for free, just thought I’d mention it.)
Carmelita gets sassy with Mama.
Diego’s playing/fighting with Mama. They sure are getting sassy these days!
Da kittens and Da Bird.
Yes, still nursing at 11 weeks old. OH THE HORROR. (I’d feel sorrier for Isabella except that I’ve seen her wake them up to nurse. I’ve also seen her refuse to let them nurse when she doesn’t want them to. She’ll either wean them when she’s good and ready, or they’ll get weaned when they’re separated from her. In my experience, kittens will nurse as long as their mama lets them, and I’ve had exactly one mama actually wean her kittens while they were with me.)
Isabella in her Hat of the Day – or I guess Crown of the Day would be a better description. It suits her, don’t you think? She sure does pose beautifully and does a wonderful job of tolerating all the hats I’ve been putting on her head. I sure am going to miss her. When she goes home. Later this week. Yes, we DO have an adoption pending on Mama Isabella, and she WILL be going home later this week (probably Friday) and I couldn’t possibly be more pleased for her. She’s going to be an only kitty in a home where she will be adored and doted on like she deserves.
(Just a note: we say “Adoption pending” on fosters because they’re not actually ADOPTED until they’ve been handed over to their new family. This isn’t in any way a hint that we expect the adoptions to fall through, just that everything isn’t final ’til it’s final.)
As mentioned yesterday, when Mama Isabella doesn’t want the kittens to nurse, she lets them know (which is something I FULLY support. You go, Mama!)
It’s Happy Hour and we’re serving Carmelita-tinis (we would serve Carmelita Margaritas, but we do not think we have the correct glassware for that drink and also, we have all these olives). Limited selection, curbside service, better get yours fast!
“SMILE, it’s Thursday – gateway to the weekend!” says Carmelita. (The closer we get to the weekend, the bigger their smiles get. Which is odd, since you wouldn’t guess weekends would mean much to kittens, amiright?)
If you look near Pablo’s armpit, you’ll see the end of his tail. I expected his tail light to get bigger and more obvious as he got older, but instead it’s dwindled to about 6 white hairs. I wouldn’t be surprised if it disappears completely as he gets older. He’s still got that loony face, though, so all is not lost.
Throw Back Thursday: Chip, from our Belle and the Beasts litter back in 2017, remains the baby-est baby who ever Da BAYbee’d. (He and his brother Gaston were adopted together. I’ve never gotten an update on them, but I would LOVE to know whether he’s still Da BAYbee. I suspect the answer is YES.)
Good night innernets. (Javier. Yes, he was sound asleep like this. And yes, after I took the picture I lifted up his head and moved it so it was resting in the bed with him. We don’t want neck problems to start just yet!)
Isabella’s Hat of the Day is a Cat in the Hat hat that Fred did not crochet. (For the record he didn’t crochet any of the hats I’ve shared this week. He is mean and refuses to crochet things for me because (1) he doesn’t like to follow a pattern and (2) he doesn’t like “assignments” and (2a) “I’m doing this for fun, when you try to make me make things IT’S WORK.” also (3) Perhaps Fred is Da BAYbee, the big whiner.)(Fortunately for me he isn’t the only crocheter I know, so there.)
There goes Pablo, kicking himself in the face again. Such a little goober.
2019: Then Willie gets the chomperoo from both sides.
2018: Snuggling with Deanzilla.
2017: The Cajuns, one month old.
2016: “This rug is very soft!” said Princess Consuela disapprovingly.
2015: Sleepy Sunday.
2014: Dennis needs a home!! (I love the pictures in this post.)
2013: Khaleesi’s birth story.
2012: No entry.
2011: “It was skeery.”
2010: “What? I’m just rolling around, here. I’m not gonna steal your box!”
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: My feng is not shui’d, and it’s annoying me.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.