I have an update, with pictures!
Alton said: This past weekend we went down to Auburn to visit Khaleesi (the Daughter was there, too), and I took some pictures of her in her native habitat.
She was like, “For months no one takes my picture. You’re here for less than 5 minutes and I have a camera in my face.”
When Khaleesi went back to Auburn she had a bunch of toys, including several mice. When we got there she only had this one. It was time for the weekly furniture moving to find the ones she had lost under stuff.
On Sunday morning she was hanging out in her cat tree (made with 100% real tree) that we picked up for her at the cat show. Mostly she was waiting for us to open the curtains so she could keep an eye on the tree outside.
“You could open the curtain instead of using that annoying flash… You know, now.”
One of the things that I think Khaleesi likes the best is that there are lots of windows with windowsills. This one is at the opposite end of the apartment. Apparently all the activity resulted in a sleepy Khaleesi.
A few minutes later Khaleesi was curled up asleep and it was time for us to go.
Thank you so much for the update and the wonderful pictures, Alton. You know we love ’em!
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Ralph is a licker. Perhaps I’ve mentioned this a few hundred times?
“Oh lady, yuck. You taste so… humany.”
“The hand lotion was a nice touch, though.”
Silly, fuzzy, goofy Trader Joe.
Love that boy.
Playin’ soccer.
“Ooh, a TOY!”
Trader Joe’s got places to GO.
Apparently there was a toy that needed his attention.
Winn Dixie, having Deep Thoughts.
Catelyn works on her innocent look.
Just a tiny bit smug.
Nevermind that there are bowls of food behind her, she is INTRIGUED by this big container of food and is trying to figure out how to break in.
On Friday, I opened the door to the foster room to let them have the run of the upstairs. I think I opened the door around 11, and they raced back and forth without stopping until I put them in their room at 8. Then they all ate, used the litter boxes, and conked out for the night. So far, things are going great. They’ve all spent time hanging out at the bottom of the stairs, and they already know the sound of the screen door opening, and come running to see who’s coming. They like to watch the permanent residents go by – so far, Kara’s the only one who has hissed at them. We’ll give it another week or so, and then start letting them have access to the rest of the house.
Fred went upstairs to sit in the recliner in the corner of his room and read, and emailed me to let me know that three of the kittens were curled up in his lap. When I asked which kittens were keeping him company, he replied “Orange, Ralph, and white-feet girl.” (“Orange” being PW, of course, and “white-feet girl” being Von. Hey, I’m kind of impressed that he knows Ralph’s name!)
They’ll be going for their spaying and neutering this week – except for Catelyn, who has already been spayed – which is another step toward them being old enough to leave me. Wahhh!
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Hey. Can you guys see this? If it doesn’t show up for you (or if you see something other than a picture of kittens sitting at the bottom of the stairs), would you please let me know? Thanks!
(Nevermind – it was blocking other pictures for some people, so I removed it! 🙂 )
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Joe Bob, looking (as usual) like he’s smiling. Thus one of his nicknames: Smilin’ Joe.
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Previously
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: So my question: is she getting mellow in her old age (she’s 3 1/2, after all!), or does she have a crush on Reacher?
2009: I suspect that if one of the Cookies cracked their noggin open, marshmallow fluff would come puffing out.
2008: I’m the one who gives them snacks! I’m the one who scoops out their litter boxes!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Everyone needs a brudder to help keep him clean.