In case you missed it, the kittens have been named!
The tiny calico girl: Myrtle.
The house panther boy: Nick.
The tiny tortie girl: Zelda. (Not a character in the book, but F. Scott Fitzgerald’s wife, so close enough. Michelle currently has a cat named Jordan, so we couldn’t use that.)
The tuxie: Jay.
The little family. (I swear, I could sit and watch them ALL DAY LONG.)
Boys in the back, girls in the front.
Nick, up close (and Myrtle in the background.)
Line ’em up! From left: Zelda, Myrtle, Nick and Jay.
Nick during yesterday’s weigh-in. The kittens are doing great, gaining weight nicely.
Zelda is surprisingly chill. All the kittens are, really – though Myrtle is very opinionated.
“Why you boring the innernets with those baby kittens, lady? They wanna see US, not little roly-poly squirmy kittens!”
These two sure do love the Da Bird teaser.
Marsali can fly when she wants to!
Note that Khal is leaning toward Jake with one ear held back.
They like to do a move I call “the mind meld” where they press their heads together and just stay like that for 30 seconds or so. Jake does it with most of the permanent residents, but Khal only does it with Jake. Awww.
Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Kittens at the milk bar (and Daisy waiting for me to scratch her chin.) ❤️
People of the innernets, say hello to the Crate Catsbys (arranged here in order of their birth.) Calico girl is Myrtle, house panther is Nick, the tortie is Zelda (not a character in the book, but author F. Scott Fitzgerald’s wife, and a novelist herself), and the tuxie is Jay. They are just the CUTEST.
Life at the milk bar: it’s the happening place to be!
Lincoln and Lilly were adopted and went home to Colorado Saturday. Here’s a montage of their stay with us, from hello to adoption. They went from very scared kittens hiding behind the toilet to confident, playful kittens who learned about the good life: Churu, treats, and feather teasers. ❤
She can’t even see yet, but I’m already feeling judged by Myrtle.
Joanie’s favorite toy is Marsali’s tail. I mean, it IS like 7 miles long, I can’t blame Joanie for being enthralled!
Good night innernets. (The Crate Catsbys)
2022: Kudzu and Hollyhock said “Hmph. There’s nothing out there worth seeing!”
2021: Time for your morning baths, kids!
2020: No entry.
2019: The milk bar is crowded these days.
2018: “Granny, this lady is weird.”
2017: “Lady, seriously.”
2016: I don’t know how kittens can breathe with their siblings laying directly on their faces, but Bert Macklin survived just fine.
2015: “This Lippman person writes a comfy book!”
2014: Angelo, letting Ferdinand suck on his toe.
2013: “MAMA WHERE YOU IS I AM HUNGRY!”
2012: “Wait… there are TWO of them?!”
2011: No babies yet.
2010: We’re staying inside where it’s nice and warm.
2009: No entry.
2008: Fred thought it would be a good idea to pick up the pig.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.