Look, look! Over the weekend, Dee found a toy very much like the one I have, that the kittens love so much! It’s not exactly the same, but it’s certainly close enough, and the kittens like it a lot, so if you want one, you can buy it here!
(Thanks, Dee!)
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Belushi considers his next move.
A pileup of kittens trying to get behind the crate (and Lucy ignoring them).
They’re so casual about climbing that tree now. I guess it’s about time to move the big cat tree back in there!
Louis snoopervises Shecky’s playtime. (By the way, this is the toy I was referring to up there at the top.)
Roseanne in my lap, under Rickles’ back end. Luckily, Rickles was holding his foot up in just the right position, so I didn’t have to blur his giblets. No one wants to see THAT first thing on a Monday morning.
Louis on the scratcher, simply amazed. And amazing!
And Shecky on the scratcher, chillin’.
Naptime on the scratcher for Belushi and Skelton.
“Hi, hi! Hi Innernet Peoples, hi! It is I, Skelton!”
Louis the peanut, posing for me.
Louis is all “Hey! I can’t see nothin’!”
Skelton and Belushi. Belushi always looks like he’s ready to start trouble, doesn’t he?
Gilda, Louis, and the Open Mouth of Outrage.
“Now that I made him cry, I need to spit-shine my slappin’ paw!”
We started giving Lucy a little while out of the kitten room over the weekend. I expected that she’d be all “YES, THANK GOODNESS, FREEDOM!”, but what she actually did was leave the room, get worried, and demand to go back into the room with her kittens. She was a little more relaxed after a few more times, but she never wanted to stay out for longer than a few minutes. I guess she’ll need to work up to having some real time alone.
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Video! Roseanne’s got the crazies, then she shows Rickles who the boss is. Finally, Skelton and Shecky show up for a hippity-hopping, skittering good time. Kittens are nuts, y’all.
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Sugarbutt’s all “I don’t CARE if it’s 80 degrees out, you turn on this electric throw right now, lady!”
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Previously
2014: No entry.
2013: She’s like a cartoon kitten, and the lines of her floof are like drawn action lines.
2012: I Will.
2011: Dorothy would like to say “hi” to her adoring public.
2010: Miz Poo: “He’s not TOUCHING ME, is he? Do I HAVE to put up with this?”
2009: Oh, kitties. How you make us worry!
2008: No entry.
2007: It’s a Boogie on a leash.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.