They were having issues eating their snack off the chip & dip platters – the sections were too deep, I think – so I’ve been giving them their snacks on these plates. Last night I tried them with the chip & dip platters again, and it worked just fine. I guess they’ve grown in the past two weeks, huh?
The look on Tony Rocky Horror Pickle’s face is killing me. Don’t cry for him, Argentina – he starts all those fights he gets into, and then he is SO indignant when the other kitten gets the upper paw.
The state of Tony Rocky Horror is that he is doing phenomenally well. He’s up over a pound now, and he’s looking more like a kitten and less like a weird little half-bat, half-rat creature. He’s playful, he loves snuggling up with (and beating up on) his siblings, he’s using the litter box faithfully, and last night? Perfect poop. He earned the Gold, Silver AND Bronze medals. From half-dead to the poopin’ champ of! the! world! in 10 short days! Now that, my friends, is a success story.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Craaaazy kittens!
2008: Kitchen Maid Kitteh says “I ain’t shellin’ no more black-eyed peas. I’M DONE AND YOU CAN’T MAKE ME DO ANY MORE!”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.