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Time to let me know if you want a holiday card, with this year’s featured kitty! Go here to Postable, enter your name and address, and your card will be on the way soon. I am happy to send cards to other countries, this is NOT limited to U.S. residents. If you have any problems, drop me an email and I’ll do my best to fix it. I’ll take names and addresses until December 20th.
If you’d like to send me a card as well (never ever required, but always appreciated – I don’t keep track of who does or doesn’t send a card, I promise!), send it to:
Robyn Anderson
1260 US HWY 72E, STE B #130
Athens, AL 35611 USA
(PS: If that link doesn’t work for you, or you prefer not to enter your info (I delete your name and address once I’ve downloaded it), you can email me – mizrobyn (at) gmail.com – instead.)
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In case you missed it…
ChaCha went home yesterday! She will have another young kitty to keep her company and to play with, and she will keep her name.
The kittens don’t seem to be missing her – they played as usual last night, and at bed time they settled down and didn’t look for her. We did let them run around downstairs last evening before bed, and they did some exploring, so maybe they were focused on that excitement and didn’t think to miss her.
The kittens are going for their spay/neuter today (I expect we’ll be back here by early afternoon), and then are headed home Saturday.
Today’s post has the rest of the pictures I took that include ChaCha.
In the basket with the twirlydoo. As you do!
Checking out a relatively new electronic toy (because there’s a distinct lack of toys in the foster room, of course.)
“Lookin’ at YOU, lady.”
Checking out the view.
Baff time for ChaCha.
Someone sent us a new basket, and it’s a bit smaller than the other basket, but ChaCha thinks it’s just fine.
A little nap.
Churu time!
Another little nap.
She did jump from the top of this scratcher to the bed the moment after I took this picture, but I wasn’t fast enough to catch it.
Happy Thlurrrrpy Holidays.
And a serious pose.
A fun fact: Mary, who adopted ChaCha, is the mother of Meredith, who adopted Dolce (formerly Jocasta)!
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Rocco cannot be bothered with the likes of me.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky) yesterday.
Waiting (im)patiently for the Churu.
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We have a toy attached to a bungee cord that hangs from the doorway, and I thought to get it out for the kittens. (When I did this a few weeks ago, they weren’t very interested.) Turns out Mambo is a BIG fan.
(I suggest only letting cats play with this under supervision, to be safe.)
(I’d provide a link to the toy, but I can’t remember where I got it, and it’s not in my purchase history in the usual places. If you search on “doorway hanging cat toy”, you’ll find something similar.)
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Mambo and Flamenco show off their leapin’ skills.
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A basket full o’ ChaCha.
Hooray, hooray, ChaCha was adopted today! She is going home locally here in the Huntsville (Alabama) area and will have a young kitty to play with. She is keeping her name, and she is going to be SO loved and spoiled. Happy life, sweet girl! ❤️
Good night innernets. (Flamenco & Mambo) (No, they do not appear to be missing their mother. They spent the afternoon and evening playing like crazy things.)
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Previously
2024: That’s the face of a girl who wishes these little whippersnappers would head off to college.
2023: I mean, if she could have relaxed just a LITTLE.
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: “Uncle Charlie is right, this stack of beds is COMFY.”
2019: Archie is all talk and no action.
2018: “Lady, you gots a lot of shower products,” says Clutch judgmentally.
2017: So, today: Alice!
2016: No entry.
2015: They are just the sweetest little things!
2014: This displeases Madame, who hissed at them when she realized they were exploring.
2013: “Whatchoo talkin’ ’bout, Willis?” Adriana demands.
2012: That’s Pearl (formerly Dandelion) and her brother Duke, all snuggled up for a nap.
2011: It starts with someone who’s no longer around (Mister Boogers) and ends with someone who’s no longer around (McLovin’, our very first rooster).
2010: No entry.
2009: “Lady, it has not escaped my notice that when you’re around, chickens fall from the sky. I’ve got my eye on you.”
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: Two things about our country cats I have learned
2005: No entry.