Ember’s favorite place in the whole wide world.
“Draw me like one of your French girls, Jack.”
A sudden attack of modesty.
I think the ears are actually getting bigger.
Ever since Kerry mentioned in an email that in the pictures of Ember leaping up after Da Bird, she looks more insect-like than cat-like, I’ve been calling Ember “Bug”, because Kerry is right – that little girl is all legs and ears. (Fred calls Ember “Spanky” because she bears a resemblance, at least color-wise, to our dear departed boy.) She is the happiest little bug in the world; the instant you pick her up, she purrs like crazy. I weighed her yesterday, and she’s finally hit three pounds. (Puff is a pound larger than she is, and the others are at various points between three and a half and four pounds.)
Pretty boy Puff.
Pretty girl Ruth.
Her second-favorite place in the world (that’s the cat tree in the front room – she prefers the one in my room, because the sun hits it in the morning.)
::thlurrrp::
Here’s a video of Ember, hanging out in her hammock and looking adorable. If you listen closely, you’ll get to hear her squeaky little voice!
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Jon Snow considers his plan of attack.
Got it!
Arya is not quite the ninja warrior she thinks she is.
She talks a good game, but when it comes down to it…
She’s all “Wah! No! Don’t hurt me!”
“I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER!”
But she can’t help herself. Her mouth keeps writing checks her body can’t cash.
“I ain’t skeered of you (as long as you aren’t looking at me…)!”
“She crazy.”
All four in one pic! (Please note Arya’s fancy bright-green “bracelet.”)
“Hodor?” he pondered.
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Jake in the Loon Cave.
And in the Kat Kabin. I guess you could say that Jake is a cave dweller, though he likes the occasional high place.
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Previously
2012: Meet the Pickles!
2011: I’d happily wait ’til next Spring for another bout of really bad weather, though, if it’s all the same to you, MOTHER NATURE.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: New kitten movie!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: “Who’s the one who couldn’t wait ’til 6:30 and had to run up and let them out an hour earlier?” I pointed out.
“Draw me like one of your French girls, Jack.” – *snort*
Ditto that snort!
Just another perfect, chortle-packed day in the paradise that is Crooked Acres! Can’t wait to see who tomorrow’s star will be following Ember’s scene-stealing turn and the memory of sweet Spanky. Now if only those tykes at Petsmart would get themselves the heckity-heck out of there — fingers crossed that at least one of your graduates finds the right peeps this evening, Robyn.
Oh, Ember… That purr! <3 What a sweet little kitten.
I have a cat behavior question.
A few weeks ago, a friend had a cat scratch at her door demanding an in. Once inside, she proceeded to find a spot and have 5 kittens.
No one knows this cat in the neighbourhood.
How unusual is this because I’ve never heard of it before.
Don’t know how unusual it is, but what a lucky homeowner to be selected for such an important job! 🙂
I was thinking of you yesterday, Robyn, when I heard a story on NPR about keeping chickens. The basic gist of the story was that people, particularly urban chicken-farmer wannabes, can rent a couple of hens for a while to see if chicken-keeping is for them. One woman (she may have even been in Alabama!) expressed her concern that chickens are a “gateway animal” to people keeping ducks, pigs, and — god forbid — goats.
(She may not have mentioned ducks and pigs. But she definitely mentioned goats!)
I listened to that story, too!! Yep, made me think of Robyn!!!
Oh and the rent-a-chicken place! Actually, a pretty good idea! 🙂
Why you gotta make me love Ember even more than I already do, which I didn’t even think was possible until this post? SO CRUEL. You know full well I wants me an Ember/Norbles combo team! Waaaahhhhhhh!
That is THE cutest little squeaky voice ever!
On my word, Ember. You shameless adorable TART of a kitten! What do I love more? Her ears? Her modesty feet? Drumstick legs and long lanky belly? I can’t decide.
Robyn, your captions & photos are the best.
Had to laugh at Ember in the tree….my foster girl was sprawled out the other day at Petco and I sighed about her utter lack of modesty.
Where did you get those fantastic cat trees with hammocks? Seeing Ember looking so comfy makes me think we need one immediately.
Ember! She’s all fur and ears!
Reminder to other cat owners: if you have inside cats, leave your number with neighbors. My condo neighbor’s cat escaped unnoticed this morning, and now he’s sitting, yowling, outside her door. He won’t let me handle him (but suuuure, I can give him all the Temptations he can eat), so for now I have an open carrier with towel and a fresh litter box sitting in the hall with him. It’s an odd sight, but better than a cat pee incident! And I posted signs on the outside doors. The condo association is trying to contact her, but they have outdated info!
He’ll be fine, but let’s hope the condo president, Mr. Grumpypants, doesn’t have a fit!
Your neighbor is so lucky that a cat lover lives next door and took charge or this could have been a sad story! I hope the poor boy gets back inside soon.
OK, loving the HODOR!!…makes me giggle every-single-time!!!!!
Looks like Brendan’s eyes are quite a bit different than John Snows baby blues… Is it possible that John Snow gets to keep his stunning blue eyes?
I have a white cat with blue eyes (Igloo aka Iggypuss Rex) and I get completely lost looking into those amazing blue eyes! Of course cat eyes in general are pretty amazing : 3
Oh my word – do pictures get any cuter than this!