That look on his face is cracking. Me. UP. “Yep. It’s my mouse!”
“Om nom NOM.” (Obviously this picture is a few days old, since that’s Bunnie in the background.)
A boy and his mouse.
“HALLO.”
Tricki’s got her feather.
John Smith cannot hold his licker.
“Gots! My! Featherrrrrr!”
Such a lovah of the feathers, this one.
Silly girl.
“Hallo, feather.”
::smack::
“Hallo, jingly ball. You’re NEXT.”
I am headed off to take John Smith and Tricki to Petsmart bright and early this morning (I have an appointment on that side of town and errands to run, so it’ll be a busy morning for me!) Hopefully they’ll settle into their cages without too much of an issue, though I just KNOW Tricki’s going to head right into the litter box. Oh, Tricki. Why you gotta break my heart, you little scaredy cat? It took her a while to calm down after I got her here, but once she calmed down, she turned into the sweetest, goofiest girl. Hopefully she won’t be at Petsmart too long… Hopefully NONE of them will be at Petsmart too long. Fingers crossed!
You’ll see the rest of my pictures of these two in tomorrow’s post.
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Oh, my Suggie. I remember when Suggie and Tommy were the little guys. Can you believe they’re going to be 9 years old in June? It seems impossible!
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Previously
2013: Miz Poo says, “GREAT. I just got rid of the party girl, and this nutball moves in upstairs. I gotta stop renting and get my own house.”
2012: The black Peppers come back to Crooked Acres for a break.
2011: No entry.
2010: I’m not sure why separating skittish and semi-feral kittens works so well, but it always does.
2009: They are super-playful little girls.
2008: Believe it or not, I’m walkin’ on air!
2007: At the Copacatbana! They fell in love!
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.