Have you noticed that most of Trader Joe’s whiskers have been chewed off? I had to do some investigative work, and found that except for PW (and I don’t expect him to be the culprit, since Trader Joe’s whiskers were stubby when I got him), the only kitten without any whiskers chewed off is… Any guesses?
“What can I say? Whiskers is tasty!” Ralph’s the culprit. Trader Joe’s whiskers must be the most tasty, but the girls are each sporting a few stubby whiskers, too.
Remember how a couple of years ago I went out and gathered up the dog fur after Fred brushed George and Gracie, and then I stuffed it all into a pillowcase and ran it through the washer? The resultant tangle of dog hair is still kicking around, and every batch of kittens loves it just as much as the ones before.
PW, trying to figure out the track toy.
Von’s all “OMG, you GUYS! There’s a window to another room, and the MOST BEAUTIFUL CAT EVER is in there!”
“UM. I’m pretty sure the most beautiful cat ever is RIGHT IN THIS ROOM WITH YOU.”
Winn Dixie is a climber. On the good side, if I wear shorts into the room, she doesn’t try to climb bare skin, for which I am grateful!
After a strenuous climb up my leg, Winn Dixie needed a long nap.
Trader Joe and Winn Dixie. Hangin’ out, bein’ floofy.
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Grandma Poo, coming to see what’s up and wanting to know WHY I am not petting her. (I did. When Miz Poo wants petting, you put that camera down and pet her!)
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Previously
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: If dogs could purr, that’s what he’d be doing.
2010: Meet Starsky and Hutch.
2009: Six of the six!
2008: DISAPPEARING UP THE CHIMNEY.
2007: No entry.
2006: This can’t end well.
2005: Nas. Tay.