In case you missed it on Facebook/Instagram/Tumblr/Twitter yesterday, these two are adoption pending and will be going home to Michigan in the nearish future.
We are THRILLED about this!
This leaves Almanzo yet to be adopted. For now, he will stay here with us in hopes that he can be adopted right from here too, without a stop at Petsmart. That won’t be forever, though – none of the permanent residents will play with him, and he definitely needs a playmate. So, if YOU or someone you know has a sudden urge to adopt the sweetest little muffin ever, send an email to info (at) ffhsv.org to get started.
The kittens came through their spay/neuter surgeries just fine – they were a little growly for a while, but then everyone took a long nap, and by bed time they were racing around like nothing had happened, as predicted.
Before they went off for their surgery, they hung out and stared at the ceiling fan pull.
The only one I couldn’t get a picture of with that hat on her head? Caroline, of course. She wasn’t having the bonnet, either. Feisty little brat.
2018: She might be just a little bit over this whole mothering thing.
2017: “Tastes like ornj!”
2016: The Fakers kittens are now gone, and this house is QUIET.
2015: Louis, having a perturbed moment.
2014: Oh, this one. I just want to kiss him and kiss him, and he has no time for me.
2013: “This litter isn’t fresh like I like it. I bet this is left over. I prefer it fresh from the bag.”
2012: “SOMETHING TOUCHED MY TAIL. IS IT A MONSTER? IT’S A MONSTER, ISN’T IT? OH, I AM TOO SCARED TO LOOK! SAVE ME!”
2011: I don’t know what kitten tails taste like, but they must be really tasty given all the chewing that goes on.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Such a little lunatic.
2007: (I didn’t see it myself, but apparently it was quite the sight to behold.)
2006: No entry.
2005: They’re little playing machines.