April 22, 2007 - first day home |
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One pound, two ounces, but big ambitions |
Guess who wears the pants in the family? |
Learning where it's ok to scratch... |
...scratching brings treats! |
All tired out... |
...and everyone sleeps better with a teddy bear |
Sushi? |
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flashback to day one... |
...week two, double the weight! |
If mommy's going on a trip... |
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In... |
...and out the window! |
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June 14, 2007 - mousie! |
Damn pika puts up quite a fight! |
Why does Daddy spend so much time here? |
June 24, 2007 - the cat who ate for a week! |
July 4, 2007 - 5 pounds, 4 ounces. Any questions why? |
The Emperor meets his first other cat. Clearly, he will need a few lessons in diplomacy. |
Skitters models his travel harness in preparation for another adventure in the car. |
Building a castle for His Royal Highness is an excellent way to recycle packing materials. |
But at the end of the day, there's nothing quite like the comfort of the royal throne. Oh, the humans want to sit here too? |
Skitters knows that everything in the house belongs to him, which apparently includes my devil duck collection. He likes the red one. |
He also likes to eat. |
And eat. |
And eat. |
It may be time to stop giving him so many treats. :) |
July 8, 2007 - Markus's birthday. Best cat toy ever: a piece of tissue paper in a room with a ceiling fan! |
Skitters nows puts himself away for naps, placed neatly in the middle of the top shelf of our bed. He perches up there at night, too, a little like a gargoyle looking after our dreams. |
July 14, 2007 - Kittens. (5.6 pounds this morning...) |
I'm not quite sure. Yes, Markus is in the can... |
What shall I eat today? |
July 22, 2007 - inspecting the troops... |
You cannot see me... I am invisible... I will get your ankles... |
New game: fetch. If I bring my toys to the humans, I can trick them into throwing them for me! |
I like to spend time with Mommy in the morning. Her hands are tasty to pounce on... |
See my tummy? Doesn't it look soft and inviting to pet? Don't you want to pet me? (So that I can pounce on your hand and bite it?!) |
Daddy took me swimming. I will get him back someday. |