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Matilda has caught herself an elephant.
Nigel and Benji are spending more and more time on the curvy shelf (which I love seeing!)
Hazel grabs Sebastian for a bath. “C’mere, kid, you’re a mess.”
Margarita on my foot (they’re obsessed with my slippers.)
Benji bein’ a loaf (Benji loaf: my favorite!), watching Nigel go by.
Hazel and Matilda have a tussle right by the loaf pan, and Benji helpfully smacks at Hazel’s tail.
Benji still loafin’, Hazel with her green bean.
I love how Nigel has his leg wrapped almost all the way around the top level of the track toy, trying to get that ball.
Margarita and Matilda, checking out their new scratcher/house.
“This is pretty cool,” says Matilda.
Monty, just hangin’ out.
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Khal and the Japanese Maple in the back yard.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky) yesterday.
It’s ALWAYS pumpkin season, says Nigel!
Line ’em up! From left: Matilda, Hazel, Sebastian, Nigel (back), Benji (front), Margarita and Monty.
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I pulled this scratcher/house out of the closet and put it together for the kittens (with their help, of course.) And they appear to really like it! (It’s the Tiger Tough Farmhouse Playground Corrugated Cat Scratcher, according to Chewy.) It seems pretty sturdy, I think it’ll hold up well (famous last words, right?)
Hazel’s keeping Monty clean, and Monty’s certainly enjoying it. Awww!
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1 million toys, and the kittens are going CRAZY for these little pieces of cardboard, of course.
Sebastian in the pink Adirondack! (I put him up there for this picture, but he HAS been climbing up into it on his own.)
Good night innernets. (Benji (top), Hazel (left), Nigel (orange) and Monty.)
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Previously
2024: In case you missed it on social media over the weekend: we have a diagnosis for Pita!
2023: No entry.
2022: No entry.
2021: The foster room is packed!
2020: Have I mentioned I could squoosh him all day long? I really really could.
2019: Charles, on the other hand, fretted and wailed and stuck his paws through the cage to pat at my shoulder, and paced as best he could, and then to top it all off, he used the litter box so stinkily that I had to stop and scoop the litter box.
2018: No entry.
2017: No entry.
2016: With the tufts on the end of his ears, Felix reminds me of a lynx.
2015: Pile of kittens on the rug in Fred’s room indicates that there was a recent drive-by nursing.
2014: “Dennis, my butt! Did you see it? Did you see my butt?”
2013: Apparently Norbert’s ears are a delicacy.
2012: No entry.
2011: “WHERE MY FOOD, LADY?”
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: First visit: not such a rousing success.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Greetings from Kitten Town, And3rsonville, USA, where I’m currently on Poop Watch.
The kittens are adorable, of course, but I had to come comment on the pic of Khal with the Japanese maple–that is one gorgeous shot, maybe it should be earmarked for next year’s Permanent Resident calendar!
So my random post read today was the 2005 entry. I then got completely sidetracked by reading about poor Mia. I know it’s 20 years ago but bless her, I’m glad she had such TLC in her life at the end. I couldn’t see any update about her kittens being adopted once at the pet shop (I half thought you might go back and get Oy!) did you hear at the time about their new homes and whether any were adopted together?