Took the Missions out of the crate to switch out the bedding, piled them in the pie plate, then stopped to take a picture before I put them back.
Mercury decided I was taking too long, and moved one herself. I learned my lesson and moved the other four back immediately, but did catch this picture of Mercury with a kitten. I can count the number of times I’ve seen one of my foster mamas move a kitten on one hand, mostly because I try not to annoy the mamas too much.
Aurora and Telstar, waiting to be moved.
I just love to see happy, nursing babies.
Phoenix surrounded by brown tabby stripes.
Stardust.
Pile o’ cuties.
Hubble as the pillow (with his teeny tongue sticking out a bit) and Stardust on top.
“MAMA, I LOVE YOUUUUU!”
The family, two days old.
Telstar (I think).
“Okay, lady, that’s enough. You go away now.”
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Video! Kittens at the milk bar except for poor fluff-headed Phoenix, who is all “Pardon me, can you tell me the way to the milk bar?” (She did eventually make it, don’t worry!)
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Previously
2016: Showing off his perfectly applied eyeliner.
2015: A Day in the Life.
2014: Orlando gives me the face of “What you doin’, weird lady?”
2013: Puff (now Hook) goes home.
2012: No entry.
2011: The way you’re asking the question makes me think that there might be people out there who don’t decorate the house to flatter their cats, is that what you’re telling me?
2010: Here at Crooked Acres, it’s business as usual.
2009: Oh, he’s so spoiled but he is SO sweet.
2008: These kittens are KILLING ME.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Good thing he’s so cute!