I’m pretty sure Mary caught herself an Asian Lady Beetle (they’re coming out of hibernation with the warmer temperatures, and are EVERYWHERE. The kittens like smacking at them, but discovered that they’re not very tasty.)
Peter in the sun, Mary in mid-jump, and Paul biting the feather teaser. In other words: business as usual.
They are just so pleased that they figured out how to use the scratcher to get up on that cat shelf (they’re still too little to get up on it by jumping from the floor. Not that they haven’t tried!)
I don’t recall what made Paul put on his floof suit, but it’s quite snazzy, isn’t it?
Paul hiding behind the Ba-Da-Beam, clutching a toy mouse. He’s such a little nut.
Uncle Dennis came for another visit, and immediately climbed to the top of the cat tree. The kittens, of course, followed right behind him.
Peter in mid-leap.
I love how Dennis is watching Peter, while Paul peeks at him from below.
Smacking at Paul, while keeping an eye on Peter (you could say he’s robbing Peter (of Uncle Dennis smacks) to pay Paul. Ba DUM tsssh!).
“HI UNCA DENNIS!”
“Hey, kid. Howyadoin’?”
After a few trips to visit the kittens, Dennis decided they were okay, and spent all day Saturday and Sunday upstairs with them. He naps on Fred’s bed, and sometimes the kittens join him. If they don’t bother him, he doesn’t bother them. If they come sniff at him or smack his tail, he grabs them and either licks them or bites their neck. He seems pretty amused by them – he’s an awfully good Uncle.
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Video! This isn’t the best video ever, but I really like the way you can see Mary and Paul in the mirrors, playing, while the camera is actually pointed at Peter.
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Miz Poo would like me to put that camera down and snuggle her NOW, please.
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Previously
2014: No entry.
2013: No entry.
2012: I’ve had a lot of searches recently where people appear to be looking for the Emmy’s-alien-belly video that I shot the day before she gave birth. Here ’tis.
2011: Hey Maggie, you gonna give me those babies today?
2010: Every time I go into the kitten room, Maura meows at me once or twice, and I say “Give me those babies!”
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.