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Oh dear lord, Rochefort’s tiny little teef kill me.
Planchet from above.
Constance is trying to decide whether she forgives me for cleaning her face. (She did. She can’t hold a grudge!)
5 of the 8! Athos (orange), Porthos (black and white), Planchet (gray), d’Artagnan (black) and Constance (food on her face, big disgrace purring her self all over the place.)
Aramis needs a kiss.
As does d’Artagnan.
Constance in the Fruitasan, inviting me to join her.
Porthos is a cutie and he knows it.
Athos will have you know that Rochefort makes an excellent paw rest.
Dewey is appalled that I would dare to take his picture when he’s having some private catnippin’ time.
2019: Luc has spoken his piece and counted to three.
2018: No entry.
2017: “CHIP IS NOT THE ONLY BABY HERE, LADY. JUST SO YOU KNOW.”
2016: Juniper said “Um, no. This is MINE. You go ‘way.”
2015: Say hello to the Squash Bugs!
2014: Blaster ain’t impressed with you, Gilbert.
2013: No entry.
2012: “Go ‘way, Jakey, I am performing a valuable service!”
2011: Wouldn’t that have been organized of me?
2010: I KNOW, I DON’T GET IT EITHER.
2009: No entry.
2008: It’s quite fun, as you can imagine.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Meet Jodie and Rambo.