On Saturday:
It’s been almost 4 weeks since I dropped Simon and Garfunkel off at Petsmart, so I’m glad one of them finally went home. I hope Garfunkel gets himself adopted quickly, I hate to think of him being alone in that cage. I mean, I know he’ll be fine, but I think it’s time for his forever home to come along!
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On Friday, Amy suggested that I start a “favorite videos” page, so I did! There are only a few videos on it so far – the ones she suggested – but feel free to suggest others! You can see the favorite videos page here.
I also started a “best of Love & Hisses” page, to link favorite posts. There are only a few links on that page, but if you have a favorite post that isn’t in the list, please let me know and I’ll get it added. See the Best of Love & Hisses here.
Both links are over there in the sidebar, too, below the “Adopted in 2015” section.
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When I was looking for one of the videos on the Favorite Videos page, I ran across this one, and then I died.
I posted it on the Love & Hisses Facebook page, and then Selena posted a couple of pictures!
Hook (aka Puff) finally grew into that big ole head!
And he shares his space a little better. In fact, he LOVES being close to his brother.
(That’s Flynn (who was Kohle when he was with us for a few weeks) being snuggled by Hook, by the way!)
I’m so lucky I got to see this cute boy grow up!
Then Kirsten emailed to ask if I’d been looking for this video of Norbie “ice skating” (and that was, indeed, the video I’d been looking for), and then she told me a hilarious story about how Norbie has her wrapped around his paw.
Norbs has always liked getting under the sheets when I’m making the bed – he thinks it is the best playground. Recently I started using an old, holey flannel sheet (as a vomit guard) that I spread out over the top of the bed. Norbie darted under it as he usually does, but because of the holes in this sheet it created an effect of a little laser show that he darted around “catching” all the dots of light. Very cute. But, I created a monster – soon he was running out to the living room and chirping at me to come back to the bedroom and wave the sheet for him. Anytime I headed towards that end of the apartment he scurried ahead, ready for the sheet.
I just started to picture myself as a servant waving a palm frond for Cleopatra! Eventually I gave up on the constant waving and created a pillow fort for him on the bed, so he hangs out under the sheet happy as a clam. Though not as happy as he is when I’m waving it around like a crazy person. So every day, just after breakfast he runs to the bedroom, I set up his pillow fort and wave it a bit. I’ll get ready for work – put the contacts in, wave the sheet, brush my teeth, wave the sheet, etc,etc.
Repeat in the evening after dinner. Claudette will often sit on the corner of the bed (not in the pillow fort as this is beneath her status as regal lady) – and I can almost read her thought bubble of “What an idiot!”
I mean, seriously, who do you know that creates a pillow fort for their CAT?! Oh yeah, probably you-with your stacks of cat beds 😉
Norb thinks I drink too much caffeine, so he is trying to destroy my Starbucks gift card. (And yes, I am a grown woman with cartoon character sheets. They were cheap! and flannel !)
(I love Norbie’s crazy eyes in this picture!)
I love how in this photo his bikini bottom looks like a Pokemon character.
What I think we have here is a well-trained human. Good job, Norbie! Also, Kirsten, what’s the point of being a grownup if you can’t buy the cool cartoon character sheets you want? I love ’em!
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Gorgeous Paul.
“I was NOT bunny-kicking my sister in the back of the head and making her cry. That would be WRONG.”
One lap, three kittens. They fit perfectly!
Scratcher-bowl full of Paul.
Peter with attitude.
And all three kittens, present and accounted for.
Pretty monkey.
Don’t they look so very innocent, as though they weren’t JUST biting and kicking each other?
Bunny-ears attempt. “Nawt funny, lady.”
Rough life, silly boy.
Yesterday, we put up the screen door at the bottom of the stairs, and opened the foster room door to let the kittens have the run of the upstairs. Those kittens were SO ready to be out of their foster room, and they came stomping out, the instant I opened their door. I spotted them all at the bottom of the stairs several times. At this point, I’m planning to wait a week before I start letting them out into the downstairs to explore, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to put it off for that long – they really wanted me to open that screen door for them! The only one who was at all skittish was Paul, who ran to hide a few times when he heard loud noises, but he came right back out quickly.
When it was my usual reading/napping time in the afternoon (which I always do in Fred’s room), they climbed up onto the bed with me (Mary needed a little help – they’re still pretty small) and they piled up on top of me while I read. At one point, Peter looked up and started complaining at me, so I made a short video. Crank up your sound to get the full effect of the cute little whiner.
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Jake really has no love for the camera. At ALL. “You stop pointin’ that thing at me, lady.”
The laser light drives Jake absolutely nuts – and Sugarbutt isn’t far behind. All Fred has to do is pick up the laser pointer, and Jake will come flying into the room with the crazy eyes.
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Previously
2014: No entry.
2013: No entry.
2012: Babies at the milk bar.
2011: Corbie Wednesday.
2010: Hoyt goes home.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.