Last night, finally:
I say “finally,” but it’s only been a week and a half. It just seems like it’s been longer than that. Yes, this means that Ken “Moe” Adams is left there by himself. He’s a sociable boy, I bet he goes home very soon.
(Regina is also still available. It’s… POSSIBLE that someone could adopt them together, but I don’t believe Regina would like that at ALL.)
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Such a smug little face, this one (Barnaby).
As you can see, the rail at the bottom of that dresser is a favorite place to hang out.
Bath time in the sun for Squeek.
I’m pretty sure Barnaby was considering jumping on her.
Hanging out in the playpen, keeping an eye on Bubble.
“RAWR! I yam a fearsome creature!” proclaims Barnaby.
Did I mention that they like the loop on the back of my phone case? Because they certainly do.
Smilin’ boy.
Climbing up the side of the playpen.
The kittens have started sleeping on the bottom of this little cat tree – or on the bigger cat tree – so I took the playpen down last night and put it away, since they don’t use it any more.
The next step will likely have to be taking down and putting away the baby gate at the doorway and keeping the door shut, since yesterday afternoon I spotted Bubble sitting on the top of the gate. When she saw me, she jumped back down into the room, but I doubt it’ll be long before she decides she wants to explore the house.
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Video! Play time, starring Barnaby, Squeek, and a little bit of Bubble.
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“What you doon, weird lady?” wonders Tinker.
Watching the feather teaser.
Check out that delightfully spotted belly.
And THAT delightfully spotted belly!
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Archie, when the Fakers kittens were still here with us. His “Seriously, lady?” look is cracking me up.
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Previously
2015: Guess what time it is!
2014: No entry.
2013: “He’s back there looking all BEAUTIFUL, isn’t he? ::fume::”
2012: “HALLO, YES, SECURITY? Please escort this kitten out. I bit her on the butt and now she’s following me around trying to do the same to me and I WILL NOT HAVE IT!”
2011: Seven random facts about me.
2010: No entry.
2009: Brudderly love.
2008: No entry.
2007: The kittens continue with their skittishness but last night I got Tina Louise to come over and sniff my hand.
2006: No entry.
2005: And then I see Flossie’s worried little face, and I think “She is just unbearably cute. SHE’s my favorite.”