On Saturday, I got some great news – Kate was adopted! She was adopted by a couple who have a male black cat (whose name is Sgt. Black Ops because when they turn out the lights at night they can’t see him) and a dog (Gus) who’s currently in a training class. Her official name will be Catherine, Princess of Cambridge, and her nickname will continue to be Kate. They bought a pink collar with rhinestones for her. Is it just me, or do they sound pretty amazing?
Yay, Kate!!! I was starting to think that she’d still be at Petsmart when her kittens got there, but she was really only there for about a week and a half, so that’s not bad at all – especially for an adult black cat!
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Norbert would NOT look at me, no matter how many toys I waved by the camera. He was too busy staring at the bright lights in the ceiling fan.
“What, lady, WHAT? What you WANT?!” How amazing are Ruth’s eyes? Wait, I want you to see the violet ring around them.
Pretty awesome, isn’t it? If only they could stay that color!
Ember always looks so worried.
Khaleesi, keeping an eye on the door.
Pouty Puff.
Scorch is such a stunner.
Scorch and Norbert, playing with a Kong kicker. Norbert is turning out to be quite a bit floofier than I expected.
Puff, dragging a toy across the floor. They sure do love these long-tailed mice.
I weighed the Dragons yesterday (weight chart is at the bottom of that page). There’s been a bit of a flip since last time I weighed them. Scorch is still the largest, but instead of Puff being the second largest, Ruth has now taken that title. Ember’s still the smallest, and Norbert has widened that gap by 1 1/2 ounces. If you saw Puff and Scorch side by side, you’d think they were the same size, but Scorch is now 4 ounces heavier than Puff. There’s a 6 1/2 ounce gap between the largest (Puff) and the smallest (Ember), which isn’t too bad.
Someone asked in the comments how long it would be before the Dragons could get over the barrier at the door. The answer is that they have NO problem getting over it, and half the time when I open the door one or more kittens are hanging out between the barrier and the door. We’re making plans to switch the foster rooms – since the Royals are out in the house most of the day, it’s not a big deal for them to be in the smaller room at night. And the Dragons will have more room to run and play. I expect they’ll really like the bigger cat tree!
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Leia takes a sniff of the air return grate in the hallway.
You know, those mats with the pointy things are there to prevent cats from getting to the air return grate. We had an issue, some months back, with someone spraying on it (grrrr). So I put training mats there to keep them away. Everyone – EVERYone – avoids those things. Everyone except Leia. Apparently having little pointy spikes poking into her paw pads doesn’t bother that girl at all.
Charming, grabbing his tail.
“I see you, Mister Tail.”
Pretty girl.
Leia in the sun.
“What?”
I left this box on the kitchen floor because I thought it was just the right size for the Royals. And I was right – it’s a very popular box.
Buttercup likes to keep an eye on me.
The Royals are off to be spayed and neutered tomorrow! They’re all plenty big enough and could have gone weeks ago, but I opted to wait. They’ll be fixed and get their rabies shots, and then we’ll just be waiting for room for them at Petsmart. They’ll stay overnight at the spay/neuter clinic tomorrow, and when they come home, they’ll be moving into the smaller foster room (I’m going to be spending part of Tuesday scrubbing down the larger foster room and moving Khaleesi and the babies over, then scrubbing the smaller foster room in preparation for the Royals’ returns). They won’t have any idea what happened to them, poor babies (and yet, I suspect they’ll be just fine.)
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Alice Mo, hanging out under the privet bush in the back yard. Unless it gets very very hot, very very cold, or is raining, she’s hanging out under that bush.
Also, just so you don’t have to go searching for it!
(YouTube link.)
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Previously
2012: No entry.
2011: Kitten-roebics.
2010: “I GOTS YOU, pink feathers!”
2009: No entry.
2008: In fact, she was so super friendly and happy that I thought she was going into heat (false alarm, it turned out).
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: ::sob:: Mah babies are growin’ up!