The Weeds, snuggled up. Dandelion couldn’t look away from that light.
Dandelion, Thistle, and Magoo cram themselves on one little cat tree platform.
The Weeds girls, stretching it out.
Every time I start the dryer, I’m so worried that a kitten crawled in while I wasn’t paying attention that I stop and double-check the laundry at least twice. Then sometimes I go count kittens, just to be sure.
Magoo and his toy, and Dandelion stopping for a sniff as she passes by.
We got a new kitchen sink on Sunday (nothing exciting, just replacing the piece o’ junk old sink that I’ve been hating for the past five years). Fred set the sink on the table while he was removing the old sink, and Petey decided it was time to do some quality assurance.
“It’s infested with a Joe Pickle. This sink does NOT pass inspection. Joe Pickles are impossible to get rid of.”
Magoo on the left, Thistle on the right, Dandelion in the back. I’m not sure if it’s a matter of Magoo liking the Weeds girls, or the Weeds girls liking Magoo, but there seems to be an awful lot of inter-litter snuggling going on.
Magoo, Polly (right) and Percy, stretching out in what is apparently the best cat bed in the entire house.
Suggie, on the dining room table. I love it when kitties curl up like this.
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Previously
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: I’m thinking, one more kitten tries to squeeze in that bed, it’ll explode.
2008: Kara goes to Petsmart.
2007: Keith, doing standup while Chemda gauges audience reaction.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.