Y’all, I apologize – though it’s Thursday, I have no Crooked Acres pics for you. I’ve been super busy the past couple of days (all week, really!), and so today I am slacking on my post (’cause I still have a bunch of things to do today!)
Just a few pictures, and back to normal tomorrow, I promise!
Hey, remember the Pickles that I introduced you to yesterday? Were you, like me, all “Well, this is a first! There are NO black kittens in this litter. This aggression will not stand!”
Meet Tony Rocky Horror Pickle.
The story, real quick: TonyRocky Horror Pickle was actually found at the same time as the other Pickles. A friend of the lady who found them decided to keep him, but her animals were picking on him, and so after a few days she returned him to her. So he came to join his siblings!
He is teeny tiny, the runt of the litter. The biggest Pickle weighs 1 pound, 5 1/2 ounces (actually, Polly and Petey are tied for heaviest). TonyRocky Horror Pickle weighed 10 1/2 ounces on my scale yesterday. I would be inclined to believe that he’s from a different litter, but he actually looks like he’s the same age as the other Pickles – ears standing up straight, same teeth, eyes changing color, pretty well coordinated – so I’m inclined to believe that he is the tiny runt of the litter. He’s got some diarrhea going on, so he’s in the cage (in the same room as the rest of them) for the next few days. Once it gets a bit better, he’ll be released into the wild. Uh, the Pickles. When I’m in there with them, he’ll be allowed to run around all he wants.
Okay, so that’s today’s news. I may be wrong, but I think that 11 is the highest number of fosters we’ve ever had in this crazy house.
See you tomorrow!
PS: Yes, clearly Fred got his way on this name. I am not in love with it, but eh. I suppose I’ve gotta let Fred have his way every now and then.
2011: The many moods of Harlan Peppers.
2010: On vacation!
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: Yes, miss Maryanne has made herself at home here, but no – we’re not keeping her (I know y’all don’t believe me – but we’re not!).
2006: No entry.
2005: I think he might be all talk, though.