Gah, those paws on Cap’n Hook?!?!? I wants him!
I’ll deliver
My wife went gaga over Tinker. He looks like a baby version of our TabbyGuy. But unfortunately our other cat, TuxedoGirl is pretty hostile to other cats/kittens.
I can’t resist, my wife can’t resist, my Tabbyguy has a paternal streak.
It’s this one who would not be happy. Tuxedogirl does not play well with others.
She’s a stunner, but, yeah, those eyes are saying, “I suffer no fools and brook no opposition.”
Well, if you change your mind… I’ll deliver within the Lower 48 – summer road trip!
We have a peeper. This was around 4 am, my wife was up early watching Monk, maybe Mrs. Feral is a Tony Shalhoub fan.
Today when we came home Old Man had dragged his best bud into the hall to sleep and wait for us. Mrs. No Seizure kitty was watching.
We were leaving this morning and he was sleeping on my 4 page schedule/list of work orders for the week. I needed it for today’s jobs.
I couldn’t bring myself to wake him so I had to go print a new one.
He’s also decided he doesn’t need to poop in the litter box any more. We think he’s just forgetting where it is so we’re going to put another box where he’s going to remind him.
It’s good practice for me and the wife to get ready for our old age.
More kitten pics! They’re having trouble maintaining weight gain, probably because they should still be nursing as well as transitioning to kitten food. They’re getting lots of mealtimes and encouragement to eat, and they’re otherwise active and playful. A few of them finally ate well enough to induce “food coma” napping yesterday.
Oh my gosh, a tiny little Old Man.
ET change the cat picture, as it was very dark, and to add a picture of a lazy cat.
The cat is sleeping right in front of the TV sensor. I don’t think I’ll be able to switch channels anytime soon…
I was showing my wife the pictures and she said uh ohs, blue eyed white cat.
Blue eyed white cats are known to have a significantly higher instances of being deaf.
Have you noticed anything?
We didn’t figure it out till ours was about a year old. He was the only cat in the house that didn’t react to the vacuum or fireworks or anything.
We did manage to teach him to come to us with a hand sign, he will still come to me when I open and close my hand.
He ain’t so dumb.
That crossed my mind too when I saw that the Notes’ (the three white ones) eyes were still kitten blue, while Tink’s (tabby) and Hook’s (black) were already beginning to change toward grey-green. The first day I snapped my fingers behind each one, and each one flicked their ears back. Not definitive by any means, but good enough so far.
Tink isn’t doing too well. Not gaining weight, not eating well, not playful today at all. Hope the shelter vet can see him tomorrow.