12-14-15 Monday

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Look who it is!

I bet you recognize that face, don’t you? That, of course, is Stompers (whose official name was “Cicero”, which we never called him), who was one of the Taters back in 2012. Kristyn and her family spotted him and fell in love, and came from Atlanta to adopt him.

Kristyn says:

I caught him grooming my son’s head this morning. It was adorable! And it made me realize it had been a minute since I sent you an update on his sweet, goofy self.

He is very much my baby, but he takes every opportunity to snuggle with his big brothers. Especially if they have a particular white, fuzzy blanket that is his “momma blanket”. He nurses on that thing any chance he gets!

He remains spoiled rotten and brings us so much love and joy!

Thank you so much for the update, Kristyn – I sure do love seeing how happy and spoiled that boy is!


In Friday’s comments – where so many of you declared that Adele is going to be the next permanent resident (she’s not) made me realize something: you guys have NO IDEA how close we were to adopting a foster this year. We were THISCLOSE to adopting this particular kitten, and I’m still not sure how we resisted long enough for the kitten to be adopted by someone else.

I’ll tell you this: it was a foster from this year. Other than that, no details: I don’t want to make it easy for you, after all. Now it’s your turn: see if you can guess who it was, and in Friday’s post I’ll let you know if you were right!


Adele likes to stalk the permanent residents. Archie does not appreciate this behavior.

“She’s sniffing my tail again, isn’t she?”

“Why do you keep STARING at me?!”

Adele’s all “::sighhhhh:: He sure is pretty!”

Friday night, Adele and Pink spent the night together in the foster room. Every time I peeked in via the webcam, Pink was sound asleep in one of the cat beds, and Adele was floomping around the room in a state of high dudgeon. At some point, Adele finally settled in and went to sleep, but when Fred got up Saturday morning, she was instantly at the door howling to be let out. As of last night, she was still hissing at Pink, but I also spotted them playing near each other (and Adele was stopping to watch Pink play pretty often), so I imagine it won’t be long before she gives up the histrionics.

Checking out the Petsafe Cheese toy (that link is just for reference – you can find it cheaper elsewhere, I have no doubt).

I wouldn’t call this toy a favorite – cats are usually only interested for a few minutes, but this got these two close together for a little while with no hissing.

I also use this toy to distract kittens when I need to make a break for the door.

This picture doesn’t really show the size difference all that well. I weighed them both yesterday – Adele weighs 6 pounds, 6 ounces, and Pink is just a smidge under 4 pounds.

Adele, snoopervising. I was signing holiday cards, and she was criticizing my handwriting.

Snoopervising is tiring, y’all.

Archie, checking out Pink. Neither of them was particularly impressed by the other.


2014: No entry.
2013: Paulie doesn’t have the most graceful of dismounts.
2011: We start with the ducks, standing around looking confused (this is their natural state).
2010: Now, I ask you – how is that “just under” two pounds?
2009: Mike, on the other hand, would have slept on my face if I’d let him.
2008: No entry.
2007: If I got a really bad cold AND the cats made it a 24-hour barf-o-rama around here. That would be FABULOUS.
2006: It’s tough to pet 5 milling kittens when you only have two hands, believe you me.
2005: No entry.