An organized person, knowing that Andouille (now Andre) and Beignet (now Bella) would be going home yesterday, would have said to herself “Oh, they’re going home soon, it’s time to start trying to get a few family portrait pictures!” In the Organized Universe, Organized Robyn took those pictures a week ago or POSSIBLY as late as over the weekend, and Organized Robyn posted those pictures in her organized Love & Hisses post, and everyone oohed and ahhhed.
(Organized Robyn can organize a schedule for kissing my butt.)
Here in this scattered universe, I reminded myself EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. of last week that I needed family portraits. This-Universe Robyn often seems to think that THINKING of doing something is the same as actually doing it. So I woke up yesterday morning around 7:00 in a panic that NO FAMILY PORTRAITS HAD BEEN TAKEN.
And that, my friends, is why the family portraits in today’s post are not what they should have been.
But I know you’ll forgive me, because you are far too kind. I would promise to be better about it in the future, but all of us in ALL the universes know better than that.
Because I could not convince Nola to get up on the bed with her kittens, the part of Nola in most of these pictures will be played by Dewey. Dewey is not floofy nor is he a mother nor is he even female, but the female cats in this house are of the “NOPE” variety when it comes to kittens, so. You play the cards you’re dealt, am I right?
The problem with wildly waving a feather teaser over my head to get a bunch of kittens to look my way is that some smartypants always figures out that if they go over on the recliner in the corner, they’ve got a better chance of getting the teaser, and they go wandering out of the picture.
Eventually, to get Nola in the picture with her kittens, I had to lure them in where she was. Listen, it’s not perfect, but it works. Mama’s present, all kittens are there, we’re going to call it done.
While I was welcome to accompany Michelle and Brittany as they delivered Andre/Andouille and Beignet/Bella to their new home, I preferred to hand the kittens off and let them handle the delivery. Something about that little bit of distance makes it easier for me to say goodbye. I will say that those kittens handled themselves really well – I mean, consider that they had literally never been in a car until yesterday. They handled the ride just fine, only offering up a few confused meows. And at Michelle’s, they were set free to explore and say hi to the other cats who were there. Andre/Andouille explored more than his sister, but even she checked things out. I’m sure by the time they got to their new home, their little minds were blown, but by all accounts it sounds like things went pretty well.
Nola, Praline and Roux don’t appear to have noticed anything different at all. It always blows me away when kittens are like “Yes, my brother and sister appear to have vanished. Is that a jar of cat treats in your hand, and what’s taking you so long to hand them out?”
I should have mentioned this in yesterday’s post – none of the kittens have been fixed yet. Andre/Andouille and Bella/Beignet are actually foster-to-adopt, and will be spayed and neutered at a later date. Roux and Praline are going to be spayed next Tuesday, and then will come back here to recover. Nola’s already been spayed.
Which is to say – want a couple of adorable tabby girls who have sproingy legs and/or a floofy beauty with the world’s most fabulous tail? Drop an email to info (at) ffhsv.org or contact them on Facebook.
2016: “HI, Unca Stefan! Hi!”
2015: #Skelton has a skeptical. “I does not NEED to be tutored, lady, I am already super smart!”
2014: I love the whiskers in the sun, and also love Dennis’s face, all “WHAT IN TARNATION IS GOING ON?!”
2013: “He’s sucking the life out of me, lady.”
2012: “That little stomping brat always steals all the attention and I DON’T LIKE IT!”
2011: “OH MY STARS! Doesn’t ANYONE ever vacuum this room? Look at this mess!”
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Warning: May cause cavities due to the sheer utter adorable cuteness.
2007: One of these things is not like the others,.
2006: No entry.
2005: Edgar would just like to sleep, please.