we have packs now

well something intersting has happened now that Fleurp has fully moved in. The crew has now broken into two packs. We have the babies: Kit, Twee and Fleurp. And we have the older crew: Ollie, Jack, Muffin and Eli.

This morning was interesting. we fed the crew early last night (5ish) and went out to the movies. They ate, but they left a few bits on the plate - which is so not like our kitties. This morning I guess they figured their entire feeding schedual had changed because around 5 am they decided to start waking us up.

Us? no. let me rephrase. ME. they decided to wake ME up.

why? I HAVE NO IDEA! I don't feed them.. maybe I'm easier to wake up.. which I do believe. My DH sleeps among the dead.

So this morning I was a play ground, then I was a jungle gym. I ignored it the best I could and got comfortable. I woke up again to a cold nose in my face

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Ok, so I don't scream. I'm used to it by now, but even still this morning was intereting. When I woke up, I realized Muffin was on my side (I was sleeping on my side) and I knew there was a kitty in front of me. Ollie usually sleeps between DH and I, so I thought it was him. I reached out to pat him (eyes barely open and no glasses and it was still the middle of the freakin night so identification wasn't a top priority) as I patted, I realized it wasn't Ollie, because he made a little noise. I opened my eyes more, and realized in the space of my head were three cats. Muffin on my side, Ollie and Jack were all trying to stick their nose on my face. I turned to get my glasses, and ran into Eli laying on the other side patiently waiting. So seriously, in the space of two pillows laying side by side was me and four adult cats. how come they can do this with out arguing, but they can't walk into a bathroom with out squabbling?

I made my DH get up half an hour early and feed them, mostly because I do enjoy breathing. As he was ambling toward the kitchen the kittens showed up and started wrestling on the bed. Fleurp is starting to over power Kit. Fleurp now tackles Kit and pushes her over completely. Kit is not amused. Fleurp and Twee are now playing nicely together, which is so nice. I was so worried about Twee after we lost Em. She just couldn't find a kitty to take her place. She definately seems happier now.

Fleurp is also starting to turn into a preteen. She is filling out and fluffing up. Her tail is very raccoon like. I wish I could capture a photo of her walking because she really is quite beautiful.

I love my cats.. I just don't particularlly appreciate all of them close up at once :)

Photo Hunts - Hands

I love this photo..
Here are a few more picts of that kitten, his name was Peanut


Born weighing less than 2 oz (most kittens weigh 5) we fought hard together for his survival. He had double paws and was quite a charater..
He was adopted with his brother, and grew up into a lovely boy..


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Photo Hunts - Yellow

This is Muffin's favorite way to lay around the house. Sadly she is not into having her belly rubbed though. She's a tease. The yellow plate made me think of a halo, which was so ironic since she is anything but angelic when she's on her back. One thought of touching that soft fuzzy belly, and you risk walking away with a bloody stump.

(although she does often let me do it.. but my DH can not)

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Mice belong in the Office!!

Fleurp has until now not had access to my office. She was in the kitten room until she was neutered, then lived in the house as I fostered Happiness and Joy in my office. They went back to be adopted, but I still needed to clean up the room and re-claim it as foster kitten free. I did that this weekend, and the door has been open all week.

Well while the door was closed, mice would be shoved under the office door. I thought maybe Fleurp wanted to share her mice with the underprivileged, but since the door has been open, there have been more and more mice congregating in the doorway. Apparently mice belong in the office.

Tonight has been an interesting night. DH is out of town once again for work, so I've been home alone with the crew. Jack has once again taken to 'attacking" Kit. I never really see what happens, I only ever see the middle and or hear the end. This time I heard a horrific scream, and when I screamed in response; Jack, Kit and Fleurp all came out from behind the chair. Now Jack is no where to be found, Fleurp has some odd condition on her chest that is making it look wet, and Kit is flopping her tongue around as if she's got something stuck in her mouth. Fleurp was a little annoyed I was examining her, but other than the uncertainty of the situation, she seems fine. No odor, no excessive moisture, no puss, nothing other than she looks wet or greasy. from under her chin, down past her collar, and all on her chest. I've looked in Kit's mouth twice, and see nothing for her to be flopping her tongue around for, and now she's grooming herself as if nothing is wrong. I swear, my cats just like to test me. I absolutely will be keeping an eye on Kit, as I tend to err on the side of caution. I'd rather spend the next two days watching for issues than to have one pop up and my not be aware of it. She's currently sitting right in front of my monitor trying to attack the cabinets.. She's fine. Although I'm starting to understand why she likes to ride around on "Daddy's" shoulders.

Photo Hunts - Four

I thought this one was going to be VERY easy, but it was a little more difficult. My crew doesn't often sit around in fours. twos, sixes, but rarely fours. I did find this one though..

You can see my pumpkin collection there in the background :) I got this post from a friend. Traded it for a couch I had had forever and didn't use any more. We were both very happy with the trade, and so were the cats.

looking through my photos, I found a few other "fours" I fosterd some baby bunnies a while back, and got this shot

Baby bunnies are VERY messy.. it was an interesting experience, but I'm really not set up for bunnies. They were in the room where my own bunny spends her time, so she was limited in her exercise while I had them, and I needed to keep them confined for several reasons, so it wasn't easy to interact with them. Not to mention my kitties liked to play with them...


then there is one of my favorite foster photos...

that photo came almost immediately after this one...

Orphaned kittens often become VERY messy when they first learn to eat solid foods (heck they are messy when you are giving them KMR too) and these really needed a bath. When I was done getting the goop off one, I'd put it on the floor in the bathroom. They all ended up crawling up on the back of my legs. Getting that photo wasn't easy, and I don't much enjoy sharing a shot of my tushie, but it was just so endearing, I couldn't help it.