Look look look who it is!
It’s Stompers!!!
Kristyn says: A new update! Not that a lot has changed, but I have cute pictures to share. As always, apologies for the quality. iPads are wonderful for many things, but photography is not their specialty. As you’ll see, Stompers loves clean laundry. Its his favorite place to sleep. All warm and fresh and clearly put out just for him. It always requires laying on his back too, for maximum enjoyment.
The picture on the couch is my favorite of this set. Earlier this year one of my sons fell and cracked his skull. It was a very scary time with us getting to know a pediatric neurosurgeon far better than I’d ever wanted. Thankfully he recovered 100% and is back to the antics of a 12yr old boy. But this picture was from his first day home from the hospital. Stompers, who usually sticks with me and let the boys’ cat take care of them, was glued to his side. The two cats actually seemed to work out some sort of napping schedule that made sure that child was never without some feline love and warmth. Stompers is pretty sure the recovery is entirely his doing.
And the last image, in the clear bin, was from this morning. Just before I got the shot, he was crouched in pounce mode watching his sister, Wisp. Pretty sure he thought she couldn’t see him from inside the magic box. But then he abruptly gave up and settled down. Probably decided she wasn’t worth giving up such a primo spot.
Thank you so much for the update, Kristyn! I just love seeing his sweet face again. 🙂
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I love the snarky look on Ralph’s face. He knows that PW is there and that PW is prone to jumping and biting the other kittens, but he’s warning him that he better not even think about it.
Von reacts to the Paw o’ Doom with an awful lot of drama.
Ralph the Gorgeous, lookin’ for a snuggle.
Can you even STAND the floof on Trader Joe? (By the way, that’s a freckle alongside TJ’s nose, not crusty boogers. In case you were wondering.)
He is just SO squeezable.
Waiting for his next victim to come along.
And she did!
“You gots a tasty paw, Winn Dixie.”
Have I mentioned that they love this thing? SO much.
Little Miss Innocent. Yes, her front leg is in the box, all the way to the shoulder. I guess I’m lucky her head doesn’t fit in there, because she’d totally climb inside it, if she could.
Von and Trader Joe, posing for the camera. Awww.
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This is what Newt does if he sees me walking across the yard. He runs to get in front of me and then throws himself to the ground.
Then he writhes around and waits for me to rub his belly (which, of course, I always do!)
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Previously
2013: Sights from around Crooked Acres.
2012: Toesday.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Good LORD, the smell.
2008: No entry.
2007: Crazy Eyes say, “I am a fearsome creature.
2006: The black Momma cat we first saw about a month ago was back Friday night. (NOTE: This is Maxi!)
2005: No entry.