My favorite part of this picture is Darwin in the box, over there on the left, looking upward. She really likes to look at the “ceiling” of the box. I can’t see anything, but I’m also not a wee kitten. Maybe Ceiling Cat is talking to her.
Newbery, obsessed with my feet.
“Do NOT boop my nose, lady!”
“I am but a wee innocent baby kitteh!” Uh huh.
“Calgon, take me away!”
(Note to self: “Calgon” would be a good kitten name.)
“::tap::tap::tap:: Hey, let me out! I gotta pee!”
Darwin the observer.
Newbery, taking a break from biting my feet.
Darwin (l) and Newbery, trying to decide which foot to bite next.
Fight! Fight! Newbery and Razzie, I believe.
A short Noms video. The Noms, 1 month old!
Old Man Spanky, snoozing.
Previously
2011: Breath cancer, you say? I wonder what the treatment is for that.
2010: Random dogs and other stuff.
2009: Fred giggled helplessly. Which somehow did not help.
2008: However, I don’t subscribe to the “only pick it up if it’s heads up!” theory of thought.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: There’s a saying that men make plans and god laughs.
2004: No entry.
2003: Won’t be happening in my lifetime, thanks.
2002: No entry.
2001: I get the weirdest freakin’ referrals to my site.
2000: No entry.