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Ciabatta just loves that frog bed.
He and Babka discovered the ceiling fan!
Once again, a lady cat (Pita) in a CatLady box. Perfect!
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Dillydally lookin’ smug, Lollygag lookin’ grumpy.
Except for the rare visit back to the crate, they’ve pretty much abandoned it.
At the milk bar.
5 at the milk bar (from left: Dillydally, Skitter, Bolt, Skip and Lollygag.)
Here comes Mosey!
Meander has a think.
Meander takes a break.
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Alice is all “Really? This again?
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Lollygag relives her birth experience.
Last year we fostered the Trekklings, which included tortie Troi and her floofy calico sister Kes. They were adopted together – Kes is now Nala, and Troi is Sarabi – and this is what they look like now!
Amanda reports: They both love lying in the sun to sunbathe. Sarabi loves playing with feet that are under the covers, Nala loves to cuddle with momma after work. They love playing with each other and have snack time together. Sarabi will cuddle when she wants to and when she does she will be right on top of you. Both are growing so fast!
(Thanks Amanda!)
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Permanent resident Khal (aka “Uncle Khal” and “Floomp”) is one magnificent boy with a total baby voice.
Skitter is a man on the move.
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Dillydally gets BOOP’d while Skip watches and Mosey takes a bath.
Good night innernets, from a very smug Pita and a very annoyed Auntie Alice.
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Previously
2023: No entry.
2022: No entry.
2021: A tabby tussle in my lap.
2020: Everyone else scattered, but Bugs remained belly-up.
2019: “THIS BOX AIN’T PACKED RIGHT.”
2018: Torvill’s got the crazy eyes.
2017: “No, no, innernets, that’s okay, you go on and go to bed. I’ll just make sure these kids are fed. You have yourself a nice restful night, now. I’m sure I’ll get to sleep the whole night through again… SOMEday.”
2016: No entry.
2015: Tummy Thursday.
2014: Oops. Looks like one of your ears fell off, Tricki.
2013: Toes, toes everywhere!
2012: “We is having a meeting, and you is not invited. Do we need to call Security?”
2011: No entry.
2010: “I couldn’t help it! I just wanted a snuggle and some canned food! I AM NOT a big baby! Okay, maybe I am. But I had to register my complaint, didn’t I?!”
2009: Yeah, poor babies. It’s a rough life!
2008: I imagine that in the operating room, the surgeon’s going to say “Why is she covered in small cuts [I originally typo’d “small cats”. HA!] from head to toe?”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.