Hey, go vote for Gracie over here, wouldya? I just love that picture of her so much I had to enter it!
First, a couple of videos.
The Peppers learn that getting up on that stool can be dangerous to their well-being (well, the boy Peppers learn it, anyway).
And The Peppers run around like the wild things they are.
And as a bonus, here’s a video of Buster from 11 months ago. He still does that thing where he rubs up against one leg and then the other when you’re trying to go somewhere.
Here he is in November, helping Starsky keep clean:
I need to get some updated footage of Buster, obviously!
The big Peppers are still enjoying having their room to roam. They spend more time in my room than in the foster room now, and when I go upstairs to hang out with them, I lay down on the bed and they climb around on me and flop down in front of me for a belly rub. I sure do love them at this age!
“I have had enough of your picture-taking shenanigans, lady. PET ME.”
Sally likes to hang out between the two stacks of pillows, with her toy.
Molly gives me the eyes of “If you take one more picture, I’ma cut you.”
This picture does a pretty good job of showing the gorgeous orangey-brown shade of Everett’s eyes.
Lucy and Harlan, snuggling in the dog bed. That’s where Tommy sleeps at night!
The little Peppers are continuing to do well. I imagine in the next few days we’ll be moving them to the guest bedroom so they really have room to run.
Charlie actually meowed at me last night, for the first time! They both purr as soon as I touch them, but I’d sure like to hear a meow or a chirrup from Patty, too.
Patty Peppers keeps an eye on her brudder.
Isn’t he a pretty little thing? Now when I go to hang out with them, he climbs right into my lap.
More Patty. I love the green-blue of her eyes. Too bad they won’t stay that color.
Snugglin’.
Because I know you’re dying for more Buster!
All the Bookworms have the most beautiful green eyes.
Sweet boy.
Checkin’ out the toys.
Did I mention pretty? I’d say Corbie has some competition, but they can be tied for the most beautiful cat at Crooked Acres, I’m okay with that!
He’s certainly not long and lanky like he was when he left us. He and Corbie are like the brown tabby versions of Jake and Elwood!
Previously
2010: “Are you having a stroke?” I said.
2009: Kanye: Douchebag.
2008: No entry.
2007: By the way, I still want a pet hummingbird.
2006: Maddy sadly contemplates the vast expanse of my thigh. How will she ever cross it and reach freedom?!
2005: For the record, there’s a big fucking difference between pranking someone and just being an asshole.
2004: Like, so world-weary, like “I can’t be bothered to sign ‘love’, because it sounds so warm, I need something COLDER, so I’ll just scrawl ‘as ever’”.
2003: No entry.
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.