In case you missed it, there was a post up on Saturday allll about Dennis.
The thing about Dennis that I forgot to tell: when Fred picks Dennis up to pet him, very often Dennis will struggle to get down. When Fred puts him down, Dennis immediately rolls over onto his back and waits for his belly rub. SO. FREAKIN’. CUTE.
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Gilbert, on what I’ve come to call the “num-num blanket.” When I go upstairs after lunch, all the kittens jump up onto the bed and wait for me to put that blanket on the bed, then they climb onto it, knead vigorously, and lick it. No one kneads or licks more vigorously than that silly Gilbert.
“Is rough life. Send halp.”
Mooch, up close.
Marshall, up close.
Dear lord, he is so cute, but such a clueless little boycat. I have a pad in front of the cabinet in the computer room that emits a very loud ear-piercing beep if you step on it. Yesterday, Blaster stepped on it. And then he sat there, all “What is that noise? I sure wish it would stop.” Finally, he stepped off the pad, and the noise stopped. Then he stepped ON it again, and again with the confusion. It probably happened a total of five times before I shooed him away; he probably never would have figured it out on his own. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he’s prettyyyy.
Grant, up close.
Marshall, kneadin’ and slurpin’.
Sweet snuggly Mooch.
Blaster, I think.
Sweet snoozin’ Marshall.
And awake-and-yawning Marshall.
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Corbie, ignoring me.
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Previously
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: He’s hit that gawky stage.
2010: OH, was I livid!
2009: No entry.
2008: All in all, a very good weekend.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.