Benjamin is like “I don’t understand the question and I won’t respond to it.”
Clyde and Benjamin tussling, and Bunny and Bugs tussling. When she gets a sniff of his back end and looks up… the look on her face cracks me UP.
The Fluffles now have the run of the upstairs during the day and they’re enjoying the extra room to roam. (We block the stairway so they can’t get downstairs and the permanent residents can’t get upstairs; at night we remove it and the Fluffles get locked back in the foster room for the night so the permanent residents can harass their humans.)
Cutey thinks Bunny’s tail is the BEST toy.
Clyde gets a bath from Bunny (and then Bunny wanders off to play while Clyde gives her the Love Eyes.)
Honey and Bugs have a tussle, while Lola watches. (I love how Bunny stomps into view and goes over to Lola and immediately starts cleaning her. Her babies are gonna be CLEAN if she’s got anything to say about it!)
Cutey, Clyde and Lola have a tussle. I love the way they LEAP! onto each other with such glee.
Throw Back Thursday – watching the kittens playing with Bunny’s tail reminded me of this video from 2015. Permanent resident Tom Cullen was twitching his tail, and foster kitten Carlin was trying his very best to sproing up and catch it. For a little guy, that kitten could jump!
Throw Back Thursday: back in 2011 we had a pregnant foster named Maggie who had six kittens (we gave them Irish names and called them The McMaos). When her kittens were about two months old, three orphan girl kitties (Coriander, Cilantro and Clove – the Spice Girls) joined us. They needed a mother, and Maggie was willing to mother them. One day Maggie was just walking across the kitchen, minding her own business and she was attacked by a roving band of degenerate hooligans who neatly took her down like a gazelle being taken down by a pride of lions. (Everyone was adopted into wonderful homes.) I wish the video was clearer and brighter, but y’know. It was 2011, technology was less advanced way back then. 🙂
Yes, unless I am around and can keep an eye on her, Bunny is still in the collar. She’s not thrilled and neither am I – but the wound under her chin was so extensive that it’s not surprising it’s taking so long to heal. I will be so happy when we can toss that collar for good – and I know she will be, too.
Permanent resident Newt would like to speak to the manager. We’re having two big trees in the back yard removed today, so the cats haven’t been allowed to go outside*. Newt keeps going over to the window (there are cat doors from the screened porch into the back yard, but most of the cats expect us to open the window for them (AND WE DO) so they can go in and out that way) and giving me this look. It’s gonna be a long day, Newt.
*We have a cat fence around the back yard (it’s made by Purrfect Fence and works beautifully to keep the cats confined to the back yard) and the cats are allowed out during the day.
If Clyde didn’t want to have his butt kicked, he shouldn’t have picked a fight with someone four times his size, I say. (Bonus Benjamin butt-kicking at the end.)
Clyde in a box, chasing his tail. As he does.
2019: “For a kitten that isn’t mine, this one certainly seems to make herself at home.”
2018: Torvill’s just got him some crazy eyes.
2017: “SIR, I DO NOT CARE FOR YOUR TONE,” she stated calmly.
2016: Stefan and his minions.
2015: No entry.
2014: “You’re already home,” she said to me.
2013: “Is he… biting my belly? How very odd!”
2012: “BABY STOMPERS HAVE FLOOF ALSO, STUPID LADY. ALSO BABY STOMPERS TINY AND CUTE. COME HERE, BABY STOMPERS WANT TO BITE YOUR LIP.”
2011: “Yes, I’m wearing my tiny hat. What of it?”
2010: (Have you ever seen a grown male cat, unneutered? My GOD those things are big!)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: A new litter box = Big Excitement in Kittentown.
2006: No entry.
2005: Mister Eggs does his bat imitation.