Cat-only entries for the rest of the week, I think. I’ve got nothing exciting going on ’round these parts ‘cept the kittehs.
You guys want me to mark the cat-only entries with some sort of something in the title of the post? Like 12/29/09 – Tuesday – CatCentric ? I can if anyone so desires – in any case, just know that they’re all about the pussy for the rest of the week and they’re apt to be shortish.
I love it when as many Cookies as possible cram themselves into one bed. There almost always seems to be one holdout, though.
The Cookies have had all their vaccinations, they’re spayed and neutered and id chipped. All we’re waiting for now is for there to be room for them at the adoption center. Depending on how adoptions go, they could go soon, or they could be here for a while longer. Who knows? All I’m doing now is spending half my day picking up kittens and kissing them.
I have a rash on my chin from where Orange and Blue love to sit and rub their wet noses on my chin. The rash is annoying, but they purr SO loud when they’re rubbing their noses on me that I can’t bear to make them stop.
It seems that every litter has one kitten who’s the quiet observer of the bunch. In the Cookie litter, that’s Hydrox (or, as Fred insists on calling him, “Hydro X”.) He’s more prone to sitting and watching than the rest of the litter. Don’t get me wrong, he does plenty of playing, and if his tummy rumbles he is SURE to let us know, but observing and taking mental notes on how stuff works seems to be his forte.
Orange has the most open, friendly, sweet face. Just looking at her sweet little face makes me want to squeeze her to bits.
::THLURRRRRP!::
Aww, look what I found! Gus’s floof, and Veruca in the background!
GOOD LORD it kills me, how sweet Mike is. We’ve both started calling him “Mikey.” Sometimes I call him “Mickey-Mack.” If he’s misbehaving (or thinking about it), I call him “Michael James.” (I don’t know where I got the ‘James” from.) Also, I think he kind of looks like a “Steve” for some reason. Whatever we call him, he doesn’t care. He’s the happiest boycat on earth.
Gus is concentrating so hard on that feather teaser that his tongue is sticking out and it cracks me UP.
Oh, I love how mellow Miz Poo has gotten in her old age. I mean, don’t get me wrong – if a kitten needs a smack, she’s up for the smackin’, but she’s kind enough to share her heated blanket with any kittens who wander by, and a few years ago I never would have believed it.
Previously
2008: Giant chicken!
2007: I was incandescent with rage.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: No entry.
2003: New camera!
2002: 12 days of Christmas.
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.
1999: Try to contain your excitement!
Robyn, you should know by now we only come here for the pussy! Sheeezzz!
I suspected as much. 😀
We have middle names for our cats too. And we only use them when they are being bad. “Harding Louise and Newcomb Benjamin, stop that right NOW!”
Joe Bob is “Joseph Robert” when he’s being difficult. 🙂
Middle names are common around here too; although I just use Meatloaf’s last name because there is no middle name that goes with Meatloaf.
First name: Meat
Middle name: Loaf
🙂
all about the pussy , lmao! These two bunches of kittins are so cute!!! I’ll miss them.
I had a dream last night about the Cookies. I was in a barn (??) and there was a lot of exposed wood beams. So about every 5 feet up, there was a Cookie on a beam, with one up at the ceiling directly above me staring down. Please don’t ask me why or how or what, I just remember looking up in my dream, and going, “Oh! That’s Hydrox!” and then glancing at the wall in front of me to find Cookies at perfectly spaced intervals all the way up. And it made total sense that they should be there at the time.
Ha – dreams like that crack me UP!
I’d take Hydrox in a second! I’m partial to black & white and calico kittehs. Are you sure you & Fred wouldn’t like to make a road trip to SoCal?
Meet you halfway? (No, not really! But only ’cause Fred would kill me!)
Robyn, as much as you and Fred love Mike, is there a chance he will become another “permanent resident?” 🙂
No, but I can’t explain why for another week ’cause I don’t want to jinx it. 🙂
I’m rooting for Mickey Mack to become a permanent resident of Crokked Acres! You need a black MALE figure in the house!
Tom Cullen BEGS YOUR PARDON. 🙂
Yes, well. Spike’s middle name is Marie. It totally embarrasses him when I have to use his full name in a warning tone in front of his friends.
Elphaba does not have a middle name-with our 11 letter last name it’s enough of a mouthful. I usually call her Elph or Phubbie or Phaba so when I yell ELPHABA she is in hot water-usually she is clawing the furniture. I got her a cool electronic chirping bird toy at walmart for 4 bucks. She LOVES it but sometimes at 2:30 am. I have to remember to start hiding it at night.