Those pictures were taken before yesterday. Yesterday, Lincoln and Lilly were spayed and neutered. (I didn’t think to mention it ahead of time.) They’re obviously not ready to be adopted yet – we still need to work with them and convince them that people are okay – but if anyone is interested in a couple of scaredy cats who (I am certain) will come around when given enough time, drop an email to Forgotten Felines of Huntsville at info (at) ffhsv.org to inquire.
We haven’t separated them yet, but will probably do that beginning this weekend. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but they can both be handled – they don’t fight, scratch, or growl. And Lilly will purr if you rub her ears. So we’ve definitely made progress – just not as much progress as my impatient self would like!
Cinnaspin’s all “Keep it down in there!” (That’s the door to my office where Lincoln and Lilly are for now. Given that they like to play like wild things in the wee hours of the night and that that’s my bed right there, you can imagine how well I’ve been sleeping lately.)
I thought Cinnaspin might want to be friends with Lincoln and Lilly. I thought wrong.
Cinnaspin finds new horizons to conquer.
2022: Ohhhh yeah.
2021: Charlie wants none of what you’re selling, Canasta. He only has eyes for Da Bird.
2020: To be perfectly honest, I can’t say I’m impressed with the lackadaisical hissing I’m seeing from these guys.
2019: No entry.
2018: Please note Kristi’s open mouth as she greets me. Or tells me off; I’m not sure which.
2017: He was such a big lovable hunk that he quickly earned the nickname Lunk.
2016: Fred had to go out and provide safe passage.
2015: Meet Peter, Paul and Mary.
2014: No entry.
2013: No entry.
2012: (This picture does no justice to the size of the belleh.)
2011: No entry.
2010: I mean, seriously – have you ever seen such happy monkeys?
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: Smilin’ Joe.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.