6-20-07

Last week, I decided that the kittens needed to have a cat tree in the foster kitty room, so I went on eBay and I bought a good one – a BIG one – for $1 plus $55 shipping. I don’t even want to know how these people are making money, because they might overcharge a little on the shipping, but I don’t think they overcharged by much at all if they did, because the cat tree I bought was very very heavy.

Anyway, the cat tree arrived, Fred put it together, and stuck it in a corner of the living room, and our cats immediately climbed all over it, and Sugarbutt fell asleep in the top platform. After a day of consideration, I decided I liked the new cat tree better than the old one, and we decided to keep the new one downstairs for our cats and take the old one upstairs for the foster room.

I’d say that the cat tree was a big hit with the foster babies.


The funny thing here is that it’s Maxi on the inside and Tom on the outside looking in. Usually it’s the other way around.


Maxi checks Spot out. A moment later she decided he was alright, tried to rub against him, and he birthed a hissyfit of epic proportions.


One of these things is not like the others,
One of these things just doesn’t belong,
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?

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Sugarbutt loves him a belly rub.

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Previously
2006: No entry.
2005: Edgar would just like to sleep, please.

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