6-14-05 – Mia & babies

I was going to tell y’all something about the kittens, but for the life of me I can’t remember what it was. Hmm.

I went into the cat room after I worked out this morning, and let me tell you – apparently kittens REALLY like the smell (and taste) of sweat. They practically knocked me down so they could sniff me all over, and Snoopy climbed up onto my shoulder and buried his face in my sweaty hair and purred like mad. Flossie and Snoopy licked behind my knees, and Edgar sniffed my feet until his mouth hung open.

Hey, at least it was fresh sweat, and not stinky old sweat!

No one uses the litter box alone in THIS room.

Oy, sleeping. Flossie in the background.

Snoopy and Peanut, snoozing.

Sleeping with mouth hanging open. Heh.

“Who, me? I wasn’t going to smack her! Honest!”

Peanut’s the king of the tower, ma!

Oh, I remember what I was going to say about the kittens. Jane, who is a know-it-all, said back when we first got the kittens, (something like) “Why bother to give them names? You’ll just immediately give them names like Mister Boogers.”

Well, she’s right. I’m starting to give the kittens nicknames. I can’t help it! Oy is becoming “Little Man”, Snoopy is becoming “Piggy” (I swear, that cat would eat lint if you put a bowl of it in front of him), Flossie is becoming “Miss Prissy” and Edgar is becoming “Eggs” or “Eggie”, and Peanut is becoming “Pinochle.”


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