I think a few people have noticed that the fur on Nacho’s head looks kind of brown-ish in pictures. In person, when you get up close, you can see that the fur on her face is black with white fur sprinkled in, making it look “frosted”. The fur on her head has always been lighter than the fur on Francesca’s head. If you look at her in the right light, it kind of looks like Nacho has the Siamese “mask” going on – her nose is darker than the rest of her face. It makes me wonder if her Siamese genes are starting to show through – she’s certainly got that long, slinky, skinny Siamese body type (Francesca is long and lanky too, but has a heavier frame and also her tail is about twice as thick as Nacho’s.) The differences between the two sisters is really very neat to see.
Introducing Nacho and Francesca to Linzer and Cinnaspin is going pretty well. We’re, what, two days in now? There’s still growling and hissing, but a lot less of it. Nacho and Francesca CLEARLY remember my bedroom and office, which is where they want to be. Cinnaspin and Linzer are SUPER interested in checking out the foster room, but also pretty intent on making sure the strangers aren’t playing with their stuff unsupervised. They all desperately want to play with each other, you can tell, but need to get more comfortable. It’s okay – we’ve got time! I caught Cinnaspin making the slow-blinkety Eyes of Lurve at Nacho yesterday, but she vehemently denied it and told me I was just making things up before stomping away to pout.
I guess I should know better than to leave a feather teaser in a place where Cinnaspin can (and does) jump to.
Nacho and Francesca (but mostly Nacho) in slow motion. You missed these, right? Right? 🙂
2022: “It’s pettin’ time, not picture time.”
2021: “That is not a flattering angle, lady.”
2020: No entry.
2019: “My EYES are up HERE.”
2018: Well, your thoughts and prayers regarding the closet-painting were much appreciated and yet DID NOTHIN’ FOR ME.
2017: The flattened boxes are always very popular with the cats, and you can see here that Joe Bob was irritated at having to wait his turn.
2016: “That ain’t FAT, lady, that’s BABIES.”
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: I, personally, know that a cat is pregnant because someone tells me so.
2012: Everett’s got the grumpies.
2011: (Fred calls that “Robyn math”)
2010: COMPLAINTS? WE HAZ A FEW.
2009: No entry.
2008: Inevitably, Mister Boogers gets in on the warmth, and stretches out and sleeps the sleeps like a log.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.