The good news: Everett Peppers was adopted yesterday!!!! He’s gone to a home with a (human) boy to play with and a 5 year-old cat and so far things are going well and they love Everett to death already. Not that I’m surprised, perhaps I’ve mentioned that he is one awesome boy?
The other good news: Lisa was able to sweet-talk Sally Peppers out of her cage, Sally climbed into Lisa’s lap, and got some lovin’. I was super glad to hear that, because I know y’all know that I’ve been worried about that sweet girl. I’m going to predict that she’ll be adopted within the next two weeks. Fingers crossed!
I swear, I thought that I had made this clear, but there have recently been enough people surprised by the news that I’m coming to the conclusion that I wasn’t clear at all. So here goes:
Love & Hisses has its own Facebook page. This is where I post things that happen between daily posts (like Everett Peppers being adopted, and it was the first place I posted about Emmy having her first kitten), and to have it show up on your feed, you have to click “like.”
If you prefer not to follow the page, I.. well, I won’t know one way or the other. If there’s a way to know who has “liked” the page, I don’t know about it (and I have enough other things to worry about, I promise I’m not going to hunt you down and tearfully ask why you hate sweet baby kittehs). I just wanted to make it clear – the Love & Hisses Facebook page is a separate entity from my personal Facebook page, just so you know.
Mama Emmy and babies are doing just fine. No news to report – at this age they do nothing but eat and sleep and occasionally roll around. Emmy has no issues with me picking up her babies, and I only hold them until they start sniffing around, realize that I’m not their mama, and begin yelling. I did hold one for a few moments past the time it started yelling yesterday because I wanted to know what Emmy’s reaction would be. Emmy’s reaction? No reaction at all. I think she trusts that I’m not going to hurt her babies.
Nursing babies. OH SO SWEET.
TOES. (That’s Stumpy there on the left.)
So sweepy.
More Stumpy-toes.
Note that the baby on the far right is on a mission.
Places to go!
Ahhh, snuggled between his siblings is the place to be.
Happy little monkey face.
Honestly, these babies are constantly moving, squirming, climbing over each other, fighting over the best nipple.
And mama just lays there patiently.
Newt the observer.
That patch of missing fur is due to an abscess from a few months ago. The vet shaved the hair around it, but it didn’t need to be lanced, he just needed a course of antibiotics. The fur is slowly growing back in. You rarely get to hear Newt’s voice, but BOY did he have something to say on the 10-minute drive to the vet’s office!
Previously
2011: Sights from around Crooked Acres.
2010: Meet his brother, Mr. “THE FUCK YOU SAY!”
2009: Hail Stinky/ Full of Hate/ The Tom is with thee.
2008: The pigs reported that he tasted “Too humany.”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: Dumbass things I did yesterday.
2004: I think I need to go back to high school.
2003: “Well, good luck to Daddy on that,” I said.
2002: (You just shut up)
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.
I think it is wonderful how when Emmy first arrived, she was scared to death (that part isn’t wonderful, stay with me here) but already lets you hold her babies! Even when they are fussing! She went from terrified to trusting so quickly. A testament to you and Fred. (Plus I think the permanent residents whisper under her door at night!)
Thanks for more kitten pictures!!
Oh, WoW!! What a bunch of cuteness you have tucked away on your upper floor! I love the pink blankey you’ve put in the beddy! Fred has good taste 🙂
I agree with Paula, Emmy sure came around quickly. Her kittehs will have some of her trusting characther, don’t you think?
So, Dave and I were commenting on Newt’s apparent fixation with the food bowl. We clicked on Mar 4 2010 due to the Mr. “THE FUCK YOU SAY” teaser and saw the picture of Newt. Seems to be an increase in the Newt over the last two years. Life is good.
I followed Love & Hisses -don’t remember when- and it was neat to read the updates there Friday when the kitties came. Thank you, Robyn, for the effort you put forth to keep us in the know on the kitty news!
Emmy’s eyes look blue. Trick of the light or real? I know they are only slits, poor tired girl.
Our buff cat loved riding in the car like a dog. I used to take him to the bank with me and everything. The tellers in the drive thru loved him. Later on he had to be catheterized and operated on for a urinary blockage. That was the end of the car love for fear of a vet visit. And oh the growls and hisses that would emerge from the pet carrier the minute we entered the vet’s door. There must have been a smell he recognized because damn was he one pissed off boy kitty as soon as we got there.
Also won’t be long before those little sweeties will be full of fun and running and playing, and getting into things! Can’t wait!