From all of us to all of you, raising a bit of whatever creamy whip you prefer for absent friends.
As always, thanks for reading!
From all of us to all of you, raising a bit of whatever creamy whip you prefer for absent friends.
As always, thanks for reading!
Well, my hands have fallen off from making this, so have a Happy Halloween and be careful crossing the streets. I wouldn’t want to have to bury you, you know.
Basically I’m just doing these to amuse myself now. I know most of them could defeat me in a dance battle, even if I am good at building things.
Who needs a bigger window when everyone cuddles up together!
Imagine my shock when I happened to find my Fluffy Son sleeping on his window bed with a lady tiger also sleeping nearby. Yes, I took a hundred photos. No, they aren’t clear. But look at this, look at my furry kids! I’m so proud!
I know, you’re like, Lynda, that is your Slinky cat’s widow, what are you talking about? But look at the lamp. Tigers unanimously love that lamp, because it is a heat source and provides cover.
See, now I’m just showing you random photos of my kids.
Yeah. That. That happens now.
Wow, The Fluffy One’s rates have gone way the fish up!
To help with the vet bills, please visit: https://ko-fi.com/LyndaN
My baby grandson is growing up! Awwwwwww!
To help with the vet bills, please visit https://ko-fi.com/LyndaN
What just happened?
He’s still adjusting.
Wow, who could’ve imagined my Fluffy Son would be extra tense about adopting a single mom and her baby? I mean, he only chased her up a tree every time they met and after she had her kitten, she chased him out of his pan, away from her baby. No, he’s not the kitten’s father, but the kitten doesn’t know that, and idolizes him, which is adorable but sad because all The Fluffy One wants to do is relax at his window and go to the pan unmolested and not have to look at other cats.
Yes, this window. He was asleep and has no idea how wonderful this was.
I spray Feliway on things and was making progress sharing Churu with the grown-ups but instead of relating the vision of a tiger girl to something enjoyable, he thinks Churu means she’s around and can’t enjoy it. The kitten doesn’t understand Churu yet, which is odd but also good for the budget. Captain Mommy Tinycat is up to standing on my leg while I give her Churu, so maybe in a few years I’ll be able to hold her like I did at the vet when she was frozen in terror and just wanted to get home with her baby.
One of us was enjoying this moment way more than the other.
Speaking of which, I’m still doing a bit of fundraising over on Ko-fi to cover the gang’s vet bills and anything left over will go to the Whisker Lickins, Churu and Feliway fund, where cats can be cats who don’t hiss at each other. https://ko-fi.com/lyndan
Bonus kitten content!
Hey! Remember Uncle Papa? He remembered us, and came back to his lawn. He still doesn’t want to deal with humans beyond a passing interest in whatever repairs are going on and fistbumps for crunchies. But Babycat got a furever home and had a kitten while he was away, so when I saw him again, I held his grandkitten up to the window, and they saw each other, and absolutely no flying flips were given. But you know I couldn’t leave it at that. THEY SAW EACH OTHER. I’m sure he’s glad he’s not going to have to fight this wee tiger for chicken bits.
Well, clearly I’m coping.
(Don’t worry, The Good Sir has a place to sleep, too.)
The original adventure girl, Tookie was known to gain access to rooftops to fight crime. She joined a neighborhood watch after a mugging left her jingly beads in a hedge, and enjoyed sprints through parking lots and climbing into open drawers. At the end of the day, though, her favorite thing was stretching out at home with her feet up. And jewelry. Always jewelry.
I’ve enjoyed telling their stories this month, if it’s okay I think I’ll do it again soon.
Mondays, am I right?
Vaccinations and all the things that have to be done to cats to keep them healthy and alive for as long as possible SO WE THINK even though you’re looking at four possible combinations of how it doesn’t matter and everyone ends up the same and do I have anxiety about taking the cats out of the house in a carrier and a car for strangers to poke them and possibly lose them? What makes you ask that?
Heeeey ladies!