Silvio, mid-knead, while Stefan snoozes.
Silvio sound asleep, with his paws resting on Fred’s arm. Awww.
Gooood morning, and welcome to Kitten Yoga, with Carmela!
Livia, looking at something that also has Paulie Walnuts’ attention.
“Out my way, Mama!”
“I gots to get over there RIGHT NOW!”
That little Melfi girl always looks so AMUSED.
Too much helium for Adriana this morning. She’s floooooooating!
And down she goes.
Silvio’s whiskers, in the sun.
“I got your tail, Mister Wall Mouse!”
I have a video today for you, and it cracks me up every time I watch it. Silvio has gotten really good at stopping me from kissing him, and it drives me nuts, but that heartless little brat just doesn’t even care (I’m sorry that the first part of the video isn’t in focus, but you can see it well enough to figure out what’s going on!)
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It’s a Newtles in a box. A box of Newtles! What more could you ask for?
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Previously
2012: No entry.
2011: ::smack::
2010: No entry.
2009: Pink (Milano) is too important to hang out with the little people.
2008: There’s just nothing like having four warm little kittens flopped against you, purring to beat the band.
2007: I CANNED TURKEY BROTH.
2006: No entry.
2005: Yesterday marked six years since we adopted Miz Poo.