Kitty prints post card along with the Keys chickens!
(I forgot to thank you for some of mine. They’re beautifully done!)
Kitty prints post card along with the Keys chickens!
(I forgot to thank you for some of mine. They’re beautifully done!)
Mise agus Pangur Bán?
That manuscript was found in Dubrovnik, but Pangur Bán knows no nationality.
TIL, Pangur Bán!
cool!
mischievous kittehs throughout history.
why can’t my kittehs practice calligraphy if they want to play with my ink?
like the Amy Tan character, Sagwa?
Good birbs love flavor!
Band name: The Moody Cockatoos
Album name: Every Good Birb Deserves Flavor
[maybe better The Fruity Cockatoos, since they prefer the blueberry yogurt?]
ChiliDog Cat is definitely leaning into her apprenticeship as shop kitteh. she wants to be right underfoot. that has led to some difficulty like me stepping on her tail or foot. she now posts herself under the work table:
I’ll allow it.
Mr. Diabetic Feral had a check up a couple days ago. His glucose is still too high but its going in the right direction. Had to up the insulin.
His back legs still aren’t working properly so he lounges around alot.
He eats laying down because he can’t stand for too long.
Poor kitty! How is he doing with going to the bathroom?
He goes on his own but if he has a long pee he sits down.
That means he gets cleaned regularly, he doesn’t like it but he tolerates it.
He grooms himself but it’s a lot of liter that gets stuck on his paws.
We’re investigating different types of liter.
Is there room for an elevated vantage point for her to chill at that is safe? That way she’d be out of your way and she can see everything
oh, yeah. she can climb the stairs up to the loft, but the cat treats are down by me!
I draped a quilt over a bag in a chair. It’s now a cat bed so the fluffernutter can keep me company while I work
The princess eventually won the wrestling match. I love how they both noticed me noticing them. Each giving me the gimlet eye
Cats:
Lost power last night due to intense winds. (Still out this morning.)
Had candles out, and the buck was wondering what was going on.
Don’t let him get too toasty or he’ll be a Welsh rabbit!
(How it used to be spelled and pronounced in the Midwest, back before globalization, instead of Welsh rarebit.)