“Oooh, empty seat at the milk bar!” thinks Luc.
Oh that girl and her glare!
“Why you do this?” wonders Luc.
“You made me miss the good seat at the milk bar, lady!” Sorry, Luc.
Fleur, milk-drunk.
Beauregard’s always keeping watch.
Playing, kinda.
Checking out the mirrors.
“I wanna go in there, Auntie Kat.”
“Well then go in there, Henri.”
He tried and tried, but in the end it was just a little too high for him…. so I went and got out the spice rack steps and set them up. Of course, after that no one went near the big litter boxes, but it’s only a matter of time.
At this point, the kittens are all OVER the room. They tend to spend their daytime hours in or near the Chewy box under the desk. They venture out to play or to scream to a disinterested mother and aunt that they have to pee, and though they’re all aware of the small litter boxes I have scattered everywhere – and although they’ve all been IN the litter boxes and I’ve seen one single pee in one of the litter boxes – they’re mostly peeing on the pee pads (which I also have everywhere). They’re 4 weeks old today, so they’re just at the beginning of figuring out the whole litter box thing. I’m eager for that to happen because I’m constantly doing laundry right now. Conveniently the washer and dryer are in the foster room, so that works out well.
They’re spending their nights in various places. Usually when I check on them, there are 4 or 5 of them in a pile and one off in the middle of the floor sound asleep (never the same one. They like to mix it up, I guess.)
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The catnip helps keep his loons tuned.
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Previously
2018: “She tried to give me a BATH, but I was all POW-POW-POW YOU AIN’T GONNA BATHE ME, LADY!”
2017: “Um, lady, where are my earses?”
2016: I love the way Privet is looking at Hemlock like “Dude. Seriously. Have some dignity.”
2015: These kittens, so stressed.
2014: Chomping on one of the spring toys they love to carry around.
2013: Even mostly asleep, Scorch has something to contribute to the conversation.
2012: However, lest you think that he is simply an athlete, he would like you to know that he is also a scholar.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Sam and his Paw of I’m the Boss.
2008: Kara & babies.
2007: ::licka::licka::licka::
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
I don’t know what kind of stats you keep on your litters, but how does this litter stack up, behavior-wise? The constant movement of the little ones, not all sleeping in a group at the same time, apathetic mama, etc. There doesn’t seem to be much cohesion in this group compared to the last two. Very curious, indeed.
And I bet once they start figuring out their litter boxes, they will probably go in for a sample of clay as well…
I got the new banner! The one of Les Chatons! The slightly bigger format works well – showing off the varying shades of eye color and furs, and of course that famous Francois grin! I hope you have more plans for that shot: mugs, cards, T-shirts, posters, etc. It is fabulous! Merci beaucoup!
I did too, and it’s delightful! Thank you!
Oh Jake, you sure know how to perfect the tuning of your loons! Looks like you need a smooch right between your ears to finish the job though! I volunteer for that duty! Love me some loony Jake!
Is the tape around the litter box hole to smooth the edges? I make my litter boxes out of tubs too, but have found that using a lighter to melt the opening makes them smooth with no sharp edges at all. And no tape to grab at furs 😉 There’s a little smell when melting, but they don’t catch fire or anything.
Speaking of litter boxes, that picture of Henri half over the edge just screams “oof!” What’s the kitten equivalent of oof? mewf? lol
That Luc is so polite and cultured. 4 weeks old and already uses a privacy tail!
Spice rack kitten steps might be the cutest thing I’ve heard of in a very long time. All the dew-claws up. We need pictures!