Andouille has been more and more interested in stomping on out of the foster room. So I’ve started letting him out when I go into the foster room, and after a few minutes I go find him and bring him into the room with me.
The other day, Archie was laying on Fred’s bed, so I put Andouille on the bed with him to see what he’d do.
Also interested in coming out of the foster room is Roux. She doesn’t run out all the time, but occasionally she decides she’d like to see what’s going on in other parts of the world.
I decided yesterday morning that I’d put the kittens downstairs, in my bedroom, to give Nola a bit of a break for the day. I got them all set up and then Dennis, who’d been snoozing in his giraffe cave, came out to say hi.
On another topic altogether, all four kittens posed for me at different times on the same piece of furniture and I was pleased that I happened to be there to snap pictures.
Video! Nutty, crazy, bouncy kittens, that is all.
This morning, I am dropping Frankie off for his dental surgery, wherein our vet will remove some of his teeth to hopefully cure his stomatitis. So we’ve been spoiling him a bit lately, especially over the weekend.
I harvested a large amount of fresh catnip because we were removing the raised beds they were growing in, and I piled the catnip on top of the well shed while I helped (most supervised) Fred using his tractor to scoop up the dirt from the raised beds.
When I turned around a little while later, this was going on.
Thank you again, everyone who donated toward the cost of Frankie’s surgery. I expect him to come through surgery with flying colors – I will, of course, update y’all on him tomorrow!
2016: “In ur laundry, bitin’ ur drawers.”
2015: #Sugarbutt disapproves of what you’re doing and how you’re doing it.
2014: “I say, HALLO, ceiling fan!”
2013: “Blech. My paw tastes funny.”
2012: Sir Flooferton.
2011: It was seriously cute.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Dancing Kitteh likes to dance.
2007: Yesterday I took a nap in the kitten room with them (a catnap, of course) and when I woke up, Maryanne was sitting about two feet away staring at me with hatred.
2006: No entry.
2005: I’m surprised I haven’t had a stroke yet.