Jake and Elwood are truly making themselves at home, let me tell you.
Exhibit number one:
Do you see how close those boys are to Spanky? And do you see that Spanky is just laying there sound asleep, unbothered by their proximity? Do you know how often Spanky lets other cats get this close to him? Try NEVER.
Do you see that Jake is eating
as Kara? Do you SEE this? Do you see that Kara is neither hissing nor smacking nor stomping off in a huff? DO YOU SEE THIS? It’s like we’ve entered another universe completely. Kara does NOT like other cats all up in her grill. At Snackin’! Time!, she might occasionally get so excited that it is Snackin’! Time! that she accidentally rubs up against Tommy, but that’s okay because he’s the Ambassador of Love, and no one can hate having Tommy near them. Other times, she gets so excited at Snackin’! Time! that she accidentally rubs up against Spanky, but then an alarm goes off in her head and she thinks “MAYDAY MAYDAY AN INTRUDER CAT HAS ENTERED MY PERSONAL SPACE” and she hisses and smacks him first with one Paw o’ Doom and then the other.
But here, in this picture (let me refresh your memory):
Jake is all up in her space, eating off her plate, and she just keeps on eatin’. Jake is NOT the first kitten to attempt to nomnomnom off her plate, and always before she has squeaked and then hissed and then double-smacked, and the poor subject of her rage has gone running.
Apparently Jake is special.
Never ever EVER thought I’d see the day. Ever.
Tomorrow, Terry goes to have his hernia fixed, his bits neutered, and possibly – hopefully – his eyes done as well.
I won’t lie, I will be so glad when all these babies have had their eye surgery. I’m going to drag Bill and Hoyt to the clinic with me tomorrow when I pick up Terry and ask the vet to give them the once-over. I think they look good, but reassurance from a real vet goes a long way toward calming my worrywart nature.
(Trick sentence! Nothing will stop me from worrying!)
Look at Sam back there, all sitting at attention! I can’t decide whether he looks more like a rabbit – you know how they sit up at attention before they go bounding off? – or a meerkat. A squirrel? Whichever, he’s such a cutie that pardon me, I must go pick him up and kiss him right this minute.
2008: I have no idea what Kaylee does with herself at night, maybe she sneaks downstairs and snuggles with Spanky, who knows?
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Ye GODS does that hurt, to have a kitten climbing up your back.