Mariette, ignoring me.
Orlando in the sun. Those ears are something, aren’t they?
Maria getting a belly rub.
“Hallo, sparkly ball. You are MINE.”
::maniacal laughter:: (Maria, I think.)
Between his big ol’ ears, his long and lanky self, and his ability to balance like this for hours, how can you not love that Orlando?
Simply amazing.
And he knows it!
Mariette’s all “Hi, hi! Hi internet peoples! It is I, Mariette!”
Playful monkeys.
“What?”
Pretty little Dennis. He has the silkiest fur. I also discovered yesterday that he loves to be kissed – if I kiss him once or twice, he’ll turn his head so that I can kiss him some more. SO sweet.
Maria and Mariette stopped their ridiculous hissing at Dennis and pretty much ignore him now. He tends to spend his time either snuggled up under the doll bed or on the cat tree (or looking out the window). I know he plays sometimes – I’ve seen it on the camera when I’m not in the room – but he doesn’t do it when I’m in there.
Angelo (who is the scarediest of the bunch) actually let me pet him last night without skittering away. He didn’t come over and REQUEST petting, but he didn’t avoid it, either. It might have helped that Orlando was laying in my lap and Mariette was leaning against me, both of them purring.
Speaking of the camera I have in the foster room, when I peeked in on the kittens last night before I went to sleep, I realized that the camera was askew. I went back to see if I could figure out what had happened to the camera, and found that a kitten (I think it was Mariette) had decided that the camera needed to be adjusted, so she took care of that for me. I made a clip for you! (My favorite part is when her ears pop up all of a sudden.)
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Jobey-Joe, the tuxie-doe, sure do give the Love Eyes, yo.
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Previously
2013: That’s right, Robin in Robyn’s lap.
2012: No entry.
2011: She’s a little bit of a goofball.
2010: I consider these two little scaredy cats conquered.
2009: Samba always looks like she’s smiling. I want to just pick her up and squeeze the stuffing out of her.
2008: I think he’ll fit right in.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.