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Not a lot of pics today – my photography assistant has had to work late the last few days (the nerve!), and so I have gotten no action shots since this weekend. SOB.
But that’s okay, at some point he’ll be home when the sun is shining, right? ‘Til then, admire some Peppers when they’re NOT flying through the air or stalking da bird.
I love his white whiskers so very much.
I used to have two bucket litter boxes in front of this fireplace area in the front room, then I decided to try a bigger one made out of a huge storage container. I wasn’t intending to make it be a covered one, but I thought I’d try it and see whether the cats would use it or not. Turns out the older cats don’t care for it, but the kittens think it’s AWESOME. That’s Everett on top, supervising Sally, who’s using the facilities. I’ll probably switch back to the buckets, because they’re less of a pain to scoop. How thrilled am I to have litter boxes in the front room? SO not thrilled. Would you believe that there was a time when we only had four litter boxes, and they were all in the laundry room. SIGH. Those were the days! Now we’ve got them in the laundry room, the guest bedroom, the front room, the upstairs bathroom, and the foster room. Some days it feels like I do nothin’ but scoop!
Everett has a new skill. I’m thrilled by this, I’m sure you can imagine.
This is where the Peppers like to spend their days. The girls are on the cat tree, Everett’s on top of the bookcase.
Sally again. See the green around her pupils? So pretty!
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Miz Poo, the old lady, hanging in there. She’s a mess, but so so sweet.
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Previously
2011: Now if Friday would just GET HERE already, I’d be happy!
2010: I don’t know how on earth we’re ever going to dig out from under all that.
2009: No entry.
2008: Which of your cats, if they were human, would you actually want to hang around the most?
2007: I judiciously left off the “You fucking motherfucking asshole.” part.
2006: And then the spud said “Is he trying to go to Narnia?”
2005: I’ll take my anonymous life, thank you.
2004: No entry.
2003: No entry.
2002: “What?” he said. “I WASN’T geeky!”
2001: No entry.
2000: Tomorrow, I’m going to go see Dr. Judy for my ear, out of which I still cannot hear anything but constant white noise.