The Sopranos are one month old! Here are pictures of each of them, comparing them at almost 2 weeks old to how they look now, at 1 month old.
Adriana.
Carmela.
Meadow.
Dr. Melfi.
Paulie Walnuts.
Silvio.
Tony.
I weighed them all yesterday, and except for Tony, they’re all over 1 pound. Tony is only 12 ounces, but he’s still gaining weight (albeit slower than the rest of the litter) and he’s happy and active, so I’m not going to worry.
You can see their weight chart on their page, here (if you want to see it in the future, you can get to that same page by clicking on their picture over there in the sidebar).
“I am but a wee peanut!”
Livia oversees Melfi’s exploration of the scratcher.
Then she sniffs her to make sure she’s clean. A mama’s job is never done!
“HEY GUYS! I’m gettin’ my belly rub! And you’re not! Ha! Ha!”
“Hi! Keep rubbing the belly, lady!”
Silvio waits patiently for his belly rub.
“Mama could use a belly rub, a massage and maybe a bite to eat. But here I lay, keeping the milk bar open out of the kindness of my heart. Hmph.”
Sweet, sweet Adriana.
Paulie Walnuts enjoys his basket of toys.
“Keeping an eye on you, lady. BOTH eyes, in fact.”
Paulie Walnuts shows off his whiskers.
Sweet Miss Carmela wonders if it might be her turn for a belly rub.
Melfi requests that you pretend not to see that piece of litter sticking out the side of her mouth. She’s saving it for later.
Videos! In the first one, the kittens are Just. So. LAZY.
In the second one, they’re bellying up to the milk bar (and fighting for their favorite spots).
And in the third, it’s just a few short video segments put together. First, the ceiling fan is talking to Silvio. Then Carmela comes toddling along. Then Livia is bellied up to the bowls of Babycat and the kittens are just kind of wandering around. (You can see how tiny Tony is next to Meadow.) And almost at the end, you can see Paulie unsure of how to move from the wood floor to the blanket. The hop he does is utterly ADORABLE.
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Previously
2012: “You get away from that string, that is MY string, and you are not invited to share it!”
2011: ::leap::
2010: There needs to be a feather boa involved.
2009: And how can you put down a sleeping kitten? (You can’t.)
2008: No entry.
2007: I don’t think it’s possible to take a bad picture of Elle.
2006: Warning: cat cannot hold her licker.
2005: “Who, me? No, I wasn’t going to climb into the fireplace. Nope, not me!”