Would whoever sent us the Flying Frenzy cat toy, please report to me so that I can thank you? I haven’t opened it yet, but I can tell already that it’s going to be popular with the cats!
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I saw this picture of Corbie and Jake in the post from six years ago, and oh my heart.
“Hi, Mister! Whatcha doin’? You takin’ a bath, Mister? You have nice long whiskers, Mister. I have short whiskers, but that’s ’cause I’m little. The Lady says when I get bigger, I’ll have pretty long whiskers like you. I can’t wait! I want to have long whiskers too!”
Don’t you worry, tiny Corbie, you grew up to be the MOST beautiful boy with a long and luxurious set of whiskers.
I sure do miss that boy.
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Princess Consuela, dismounting from the top of the triangle scratcher. Hey, whatever works, right?
Ken Adams likes to hang on the side of the curvy scratcher. He needs to enjoy it while he can – at the rate they’re growing, that thing isn’t going to hold him for much longer!
Sweet Princess Consuela in the pie plate – and Regina keeping an eye on her (and me).
::thlurrrrp::
“What? Is comfy!”
Art Vandelay, gettin’ sneaky.
They LOVE that little red and blue mouse; someone’s always killing it.
Ken and Art, tusslin’ on the lowest shelf of the cat tree.
I love that Susie is in mid-pounce.
Regina’s all “YOU KIDS! Back off! Mama needs a minute to herself!”
Regina was hanging out on the shelf, and Chanandler (standing in the basket) was trying SO hard to reach her.
But the shelf is too high and Chanandler is too little.
Basket o’ cute.
This seems safe and not at all like you’ll break your neck, little girl.
Tandem climbing.
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Video! Regina Phalange does her best to keep those bratty little kittens clean, and they fight her every step of the way. RUDE.
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“What?”
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Previously
2015: Eyezapoppin’.
2014: “MY BUTT, DENNIS. SEE? MY BUTT!”
2013: “CASE CLOSED.
2012: No entry.
2011: Vicious, vicious pups.
2010: “What’s a ‘toes’?”
2009: Like a circus, is what I expect it’ll be like!
2008: HG, on the other hand, behaved himself quite nicely, spent most of the night on the end of the bed (which means I had five cats on the bed with me, but still managed to sleep pretty well) and didn’t make any trouble.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.