The perfect loaf.
eta:
Loafing around edition!
is it a bun?
is it a loaf?
is it purebre[a]d?
hop along, i [k]nead to know,
is it buck, or dough?
lupin et lupins and
not feeling well,
mayhap a nap,
she’ll rest a spell.
fuzzbuns 'neath
a divan rests,
the place to chew
on alfalfa breath.
Don’t check in here for a couple days and I miss a lot of pictures.
Mrs. Feral is really coming along nicely. She stays in her room most of the day but around 6pm she starts wandering around. She still scares easy but she knows where her room is for security.
I go upstairs around 7 while my wife watches her shows, she texted me and said look on the stairs.
Just sitting in the living room watching me eat my lenten cheese pizza.
Multi-bun edition!
She looks so healthy and cute a far cry from when you first found her. She was very lucky to find such good humans
Princess cat trying to help us play the family dice game by hatching my spell cards
Should’ve put all your points into Animal Handling
…or Feline Translation.
The Dude had a mast cell tumour removed last week and is wearing the Cone of Recovery. He mostly abides, but right now he’s pretty pissed off about it. Tomorrow to the vet and hopefully it’ll be removed.
ETA he’s fine btw. Apparently surface mast cell tumours on cats are generally ok, and in this case were benign.
Poor babeh glad it’s not that serious though!
Awww! He looks so peaceful. Glad to hear he’ll be fine.
Our cat Kugel had mast cell cancer at 9 years old. After a course of prednisone and a few bumps removed, she lived to almost 19.
We’ve named the foster Gyro, I mean Hiro, for Greece, I mean grease, because he squeaks and the squeaky wheel gets the grease!
Hiro’s eyes have shifted from baby kitten blue to this beautiful opalescent green