From the outside looking in. Margeaux’s FACE. (I’m standing outside the window taking the picture, if you can’t tell. Probably be a better picture if the window was clean, but let’s not get crazy here.)
Fleur wasn’t up for fighting that hoodie to the floor, so she jumped up in the chair and snuggled with it that way. (And how on earth are these kittens big enough to jump up into chairs? Weren’t they just born, like, yesterday?)
“Excuse you, lady, we is having a private kitten meeting!” Gabrielle has started occasionally chattering at me even when I don’t have the feather teaser. I need to get video of her doing it, but I never know when she’s going to!
2018: Paws up, y’all!
2017: Kitten ears: it’s what’s for dinner.
2016: No entry.
2015: “::sigh:: Really, lady? We not done with the camera yet?”
2014: “Am having quiet time, lady. You go ‘way.”
2013: “I spy with my little eye a lady who desperately needs a manicure.”
2012: Petey and Thistle, doin’ the snuggle thang.
2011: No entry.
2010: “HEY! HI! WHAT YOU DOIN’ OVER THERE?!”
2009: “How YOU doin’?”
2008: I swear that every time a foster cat’s stay with us draws near to a close, they get unbearably cuter and sweeter.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.