Brian Boitano is such a little poser sometimes.
Upside-down Ohno.
I feel like Tessa is judging me.
A pie plate so full of kittens there was no room for Torvill (who looks none the worse for wear.)
“They can HAVE their pie plate, I’ll just flop down in the middle of the floor. HA HA on them!”
Torvill’s got the crazy eyes.
I guess that toy’s going to have to go into Scott’s bag o’ toys when it’s his time to go. He adores that thing.
Debi gets her ::thlurrrp:: on.
Katia hanging out with the kittens (and keeping an eye on me.)
Ohno’s turning into a lap kitten.
Debi hanging out under the ham-mick. I put that ham-mick out over the weekend expecting that they’d immediately start piling up in it together, but nope. No one’s been seen sleeping in it – they mostly like to hang out underneath it and slap at other kittens as they race by.
Tessa’s got her paws neatly folded because she’s a little LAYDEE.
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It’s Archie, hanging out atop a sheep ottoman admiring his dirty footprints on the wall. In other words: the usual.
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Previously
2017: “No, no, innernets, that’s okay, you go on and go to bed. I’ll just make sure these kids are fed. You have yourself a nice restful night, now. I’m sure I’ll get to sleep the whole night through again… SOMEday.”
2016: No entry.
2015: Tummy Thursday.
2014: Oops. Looks like one of your ears fell off, Tricki.
2013: Toes, toes everywhere!
2012: “We is having a meeting, and you is not invited. Do we need to call Security?”
2011: No entry.
2010: “I couldn’t help it! I just wanted a snuggle and some canned food! I AM NOT a big baby! Okay, maybe I am. But I had to register my complaint, didn’t I?!”
2009: Yeah, poor babies. It’s a rough life!
2008: I imagine that in the operating room, the surgeon’s going to say “Why is she covered in small cuts [I originally typo’d “small cats”. HA!] from head to toe?”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
Man I love Archie. He could sit there and admire the dirty paw prints he’d left on my face and I’d still think his poop didn’t stink. And he is kitty-loafing in that pic to boot…
Archie is my patronus. 🙂
If you wish you could curl up in that pie plate with the pile of kittens, raise your hand.
Me!
Me!!!
Me!!!
*raises hand*
The one problem with curling up with a pile of sleeping kittens is what happens when they wake up and you’re still asleep.
If Katia and Kristi don’t get adopted out of your foster room, will they have to go to cages at Petsmart? That doesn’t seem like something they’d like… I hope they find a good home together without going to Petsmart!
Speaking as a volunteer from Petsmart, oh HECK no!! But I also know that is not feasible especially for Katia, and not part of the plan.
So where would they go? To the Forgotten Felines shelter?
There is no way on earth that Katia could go to Petsmart and I think that Kristi (who doesn’t like being contained, so lifting her to put her into a cage, for example, would be iffy) wouldn’t do very well. I don’t know what the eventual plan is (and I haven’t asked because I’m a little worried about what the answer will be), but to be honest I’d rather see them both returned to their colony than split up. I keep hoping someone will see them and want to adopt them, but I know that that’s a tall order, especially in kitten season.
AWWW! Keeping fingers crossed for the two mamas to be adopted together.
Archie doesn’t look sheepish at all…
love that ottoman, it’s posh!