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I don’t think I’m going to find the time for that this year, but if I stumble upon an unexpected 8 hours of free time, I may be able to get it done! (But don’t count on it.)
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Has Tina interacted with any of the permanent residents?
Nope. Generally speaking, with rare exceptions, we do not mingle mother cats with the permanent residents because (1) they’re still very protective even if their kittens are older and (2) Charlie is a bully when it comes to adult female cats.
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Just a note: the Forgotten Felines of Huntsville online auction is starting tomorrow morning! There’s a LOT of great stuff this time around, and everything should be to you well before Christmas – check it out right here!
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Carmy’s all “Mine. You no touch.”
This girl is cartoonishly cute.
Richie likes it when I fold up the nappin’ blanket for him.
Zoom zoom zoom.
I was trying to get a picture of Carmy for his 12-week picture, and everyone else had to get involved.
Jeff’s all “It’s ’cause we thought there was Churu.”
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When Charlie and Khal curl up for a nap together, there’s not much room for anyone else.
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Happy happy Thlurrrrpsday, from Sydney.
Throw Back Thursday: Mister Boogers (or Grandma Boogers, if you will) from 2008. He really rocked that hat!
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Richie’s toy pit. He’s like “I just stay here, and the toys come to me. And then they can’t escape. This is awesome!”
Throw Back Thursday: From 2007, orange foster Peyton in mid-flight, leaping after his sister Jesikat, to give her the ol’ chomperoo.
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Carmy and Jeff… Carmy and the jungle cube… Carmy and Richie. I guess Carmy’s got a lot of energy to burn today!
Good night innernets. (Richie)
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Previously
2023: M’Lynn’s all “Move over kid, I need some lap time too.”
2022: “It’s really hard to find good employees these days, but I think this bunch is going to work out.”
2021: Carli’s all “This is an excellent box.”
2020: (I expected to get them more EXPLODING out of the crate, but I’d call that more of a meander.)
2019: Archie felt judged, put on his Ears of Annoyance, and raced away.
2018: And now you’ve met Tank!
2017: Who’s going to disturb all those melted kittens? Not I!
2016: It’s a sleepy Raleigh pie.
2015: No entry.
2014: “I recommends you stop pointing that phone at me, lady. The ears don’t get much more annoyanced than this.”
2013: “Uhhhhh… nothin’. Just sitting here NOT making fun of the way you derpy-doo around on two feet.”
2012: Are you seeing the looniness in Magoo?
2011: “Dude. Your toenails are UP MY NOSE!”
2010: Then one evening, the cats got together and had a newspaper-shredding party.
2009: At one point, I had six or seven cats gathered around me, watching in fascination as the plastic dragonfly flapped and flapped.
2008: No entry.
2007: Talk about your come-hither look!
2006: Y’all just shut UP. We do NOT have eight cats.
2005: “What can I do to convince you to adopt Sugarbutt?”