On Tuesdays, we leap.
(FYI, Mooch is in these pictures – I took a LOT of leaping pictures before he was adopted, and wanted to be sure to share them all!)
I love the sheer number of cats and kittens in this picture, all of them looking upward.
Collision!
Mooch’s face is cracking me up. “WHAT HAPPENED?!”
I swear, Marshall is the longest and lankiest kitten EVER.
Triple kitty collision!
If you look very closely (you can click on the picture to see the larger version at Flickr), you can see that Mooch is all kinds of twisted around.
Invisible Hammock.
Gilbert was NOT letting go of Da Bird!
Marshall’s got perfect leapin’ form.
Somehow, in their tandem leaping, Mooch’s front leg ended up in Marshall’s mouth, and Mooch is NOT happy about this turn of events.
And down they go.
Mooch recovered quickly from the insult, and there he goes again.
I love that Stefan is right in the middle of those kittens, and Alice is over on the couch fuming.
He doesn’t lift up quite as high, but he gets the job done!
Dennis, supervising from the lower shelf of the cat tree.
Oh, Stefan’s face. I sure do love that boy.
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Miz Poo loves her sunshine.
Sweet, sweet, sweet girl.
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Previously
2013: “Hodor,” he says modestly.
2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: She’s had just about enough of your shenanigans.
2009: Meet the True Bloods.
2008: YOU MAKE KITTY SCARED.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Oh, yeah. He haaaates having his belly rubbed. Uh huh. Suuuure he does.