Lane and Suzette brought home a new kitten yesterday. We went over to visit the sweet kitty. He’s nine weeks old and super cute. They are still thinking about a name for him.
“What’s that you say? I’m all ears!”
And snuggly
“Wait a minute! What’s that big yellow creature lying on the floor?”
“OMG! I don’t remember a dawg in the contract!”
Giving Jake “Mad Dogs!”
With those looks he could be called, “Mad Dog Murphy!”
As with all things feline, Jake paid no attention to the kitten.
Giving Jake the spiked hairdos and all those mad dogs made him dog-tired.
Kitten Party Lyrics by Timothy Price, Music by Rick Nelson
Since I worked for 10.5 hours moving stuff, building shelves and desks, and then another hour testing and troubleshooting the new VPN, I’m posting another parody. Lyrics are below the photo of a kitten party.
The kittens partying with Sasha.
Kitten Party
Lyrics by Timothy Price
Music by Rick Nelson
I went to a Kitten party to see my old cool cats
A chance to purr, meow and spray and chase some rats
When I got to the kitten party the black cats looked the same
Jumping and bouncing all around they were really quite insane
The kittens are uptight now, they’re rolling all around
You see, the old cats they growl and hiss, so the kittens want a kiss
Tomcats came from miles around, the kittens were in heat
Oh no there’s a bobcat, who we don’t want to meet
The kittens ran all over, pouncing on their treats
Taxidermied mice with silly eyes looking like mousie freaks
The kittens are uptight now, they’re energy abounds
You see, the old cats want pay to play because the kittens they are strays
Kittens-meow-meow-meow, Kittens-meow-meow-meow
The kittens have some odd times, but they don’t really care
They attack one another, with tactics that seem unfair
Tried making up a kitty haiku, seven, five, and three
They knocked the syllables out like Spunk, quite hilariously
The kittens are uptight now, they’re jumping up and down
You see, the old cats they don’t want to see because the kittens won’t let them be
Someone opened up the side door and in stepped Bucky cat
Followed by Garfield, Odie, Satchel Pooch, and a great big spat!
If you’re going to a kitten party, you will get all scratched up
You think you’ll make it out alive, all I have to say is good luck
The kittens are uptight now, they pounce in one bound
You see, the old cats all they do is frown, and slap the kittens around
Glenda and Gwendolyn have full run of the house, catio, and deck now. Teagan had cast them as flying monkeys in a kitty fantasy, and she was right. The kittens are like a couple of flying monkeys. They have become very difficult to photograph because they won’t hold still if they are out of the dark kitten caves they have made for themselves in the laundry room. The big kitties have finally accepted the kittens and everyone is getting along reasonably well. The big kitties have become much more playful under the influence of the kittens. Of course, the big cats are also teaching the kittens many of their bad habits.
Cranes coming in for landing with crows in the background.
Marble
Gwendolyn
We’re just dropping in the see what condition all the conditions are in.
Spunk in the fuzzy hammock I replaced the last burlap hammock with.
The murder of Crows continues.
“You didn’t include me in the title?” Nope! You’re the intermission.
Cranes cavorting
Glenda in the dark.
Cranes at sunset
Gwendolyn: “What cream?”
Glenda
Gwendolyn: “La Llorona? What were you saying about La Llorona drowning kittens?” Children. She drowns children.
Gwendolyn: “If you stop blogging everyone will miss seeing me grow up into a beautiful kitty!”
After a major pussy riot by all felines in the household, and a sound pussy whipping by said felines and other females in the household, I am being forced to withdraw all threats of not blogging.
Glenda: “And everyone would miss my cuteness!”
“How could you stop sharing THIS with the world?”
“People would miss out on all my great poses and being a Hellcat!”
“Don’t Eeeven think about it buster!”
“Meh!”
“Oh, brother! Dude!”
“AAahhh! What about all my girlfriends? AAaahh! What about all my admirers? AAaahh! What about all the modeling and acting I do for your blog? AAaahh! I’ll whack your pee pee if you quit blogging. AAaahhh! I’m going to whack it just for you thinking about not blogging and leaving me out in the cold!”
“I think I’ll give you a paw sandwich!”
“How about if I give you sad eyes?”
“You’re making me go all corny and flaky just thinking about it!”
“The thought of not being blogged!”
“I simply can’t bear the thought of it!”
“How can you Eeeven think about denying all those lovely women who adore me this beautiful face?”
We adopted two black kittens, Glenda and Morgana. They came home yesterday. They are 8 weeks old. They are having so much fun that they will not hold still for photos.
So far the other kitties are afraid of them. Marble sniffed Morgana after we brought the kittens home, Morgana spat at Marble and Marble said “¡Hasta la vista, baby!” and ran out of the bedroom. The other cats saw the exchange and followed suit. The other cats can come in and go out of the bedroom through a kitty door, but so far they are staying out of the bedroom.
Glenda and Morgana are having a ball playing in and around all the boxes and fabric under our bed. They played on Laurie and me and attacked us for about an hour after we went to bed last night. They would come up and snuggle and purr for a few seconds and then go back to playing. Each one has a distinctive purr. They finally settled in and slept on us for a couple of hours before they moved to a box under the bed that’s full of fabric they like to curl up in and sleep together.
Last week’s daily photos found some nice surprises, especially with the kittens trying their paws at film photography. Photo of the Day, Etc for the week of March 23rd — 29th includes:
Off Center & Not Even 