I have been hearing this song in my head all week long. "How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm after they've seen Paree?"
We're living somewhat of a parallel life here with the kittens. "How are we going to keep the kittens in the foster room after they've seen the rest of the house???"
When we open the door to the foster room, the kittens come tumbling out like clowns from a clown car. Ben runs for the bedroom... Porter towards the laundry room... Henry heads upstairs... Eloise doesn't care where she's going as long as it's out (and she's generally the first one through the door because she runs underneath her brothers and between their legs to get there!)
Benny was our original escape artist.
He met Penny and Uncle Norman, who were none too pleased to meet him.
He met Charlie from the front...
and the rear,
and showed off his gorgeous tail-striping
(Please excuse the poor photo quality, but I love the view of his tail!)
It wasn't long before his brothers and sister got into the act.
"Whoa... Look at how big his nose is!"
"And look at how big his toe is!"
"And look at how tall he is!"
"Hey Mister... can you please move out of the way so we can run around the house like our tails are on fire?"
And if I'm not letting them out, my ears are treated to a cacophony of begging for freedom.
(The camera is focused on Porter because he started the song, but Benny is the big mouth that finished it for him. Porter squeaks while Benny sings the opera.)
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I had planned to have Eloise introduce her brothers this week, but they have been less than cooperative about posing for photos in their quest for adventure.
They have discovered the joy of pulling Kleenex from the box.
(It may be Eloise going into the box, but the destruction is Ben's doing. He loves to pull the tissue, drop the tissue, pull the tissue, drop the tissue, ad nauseum)
I finally got Benny to sit still, but he decided it was bath time instead. Perhaps he will grant me some camera time tomorrow. ;-)
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"Is my family here yet? I really need a break from these midgets."
Love the photos with Charlie, especially the one with Henry standing up. What a cute belly!
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Deletehahaha..... yep - foster kittens running for the hills. we use a rabbit pen as a gate and as luck would have it, the little ones can't get over it (yet). so we are able to see them without having to deal with them - at least unless mom is home and let's them out. but Doc & Sally can get over so we have to deal with those two..... it is an adventure. :) love the shots with the dog (oh, and mom hides the tissues and the trash around here too)
ReplyDeleteNot sure what got into the child's head who was supposed to be supervising the kittens. Ben emptied an entire box of tissues and no one stopped him.
DeleteLOVE the pics with Charlie. I love that they weren't scared of him. :)
ReplyDeleteWe've only had one kitten don the Stranger Danger Floof Suit (TM). And she took it off as quickly as she put it on. I think with the kittens being able to see them all through the glass door, they've already "met" everyone and have no reason to be afraid.
DeleteThat being said, Charlie doesn't crowd the door any longer. Henry comes charging out, leaps up towards Charlie's neck, and hangs on tight. Chuck's had just about enough of that, thank you very much.
Charlie is just the sweetest!! And yep, once the babies get a taste of freedom, there's no keeping them in! I use to go through the door to the kittens' room holding a big bed pillow in front of me, so I could push them gently back.
ReplyDeleteOoooh... good strategy! I haven't tried that one yet. Thanks!
DeletePoor Penny (and you), those kittens look like they're a handful (of fun) except for Eloise of course because she is just too sweet. Charlie was such a gentleman to let them investigate him. All I was thinking as a read your descriptions though was "the better to *swat* you with my dears" (like in the Red Riding Hood story).
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I thought about writing the blog with the Red Riding Hood theme last night but my brain was so tired that I couldn't come up with the right wording. "Ooooh, Charlie... what big nostrils you have." ((See... now I can do it!))
Deletekittens running amuck? I'm bit jealous, in this crazy heat, only things running around my house are the ants. Every other creature is busy sleeping in the shade....just like Penny.
ReplyDeleteWe've been lucky to have a cooler than usual August week here in Michigan. The kittens are enjoying open windows and cool breezes (and so are the adults!) Hope things cool down for you soon!
DeletePorter is such a touching little guy. I don't know if it's because he's been through so much or because of his sweet, sad expression—and, now, his squeak: he is just SO ADORABLE (of course, so are the rest of them -- no disrespect, poppets!). But I have a little request that I have a feeling you can fulfill: more Norman, please. I've been missing the old guy. And how are his extra feeds going? Thanks for taking such great care of your fosters and for letting us into your world.
ReplyDeleteI have a soft spot for Porter for all of the same reasons. ((And other reasons for each of the other kittens too, of course))
DeleteNorman is loving the extra rations. I can't say for certain, but I do think he feels a bit more solid this week.
Hmm... more Norman on the blog? I think I can arrange that. He's been a bit fidgety the past couple days, but I'll see what I can do. ;-)
Two words, baby gate! :) another two words, yard sales.. They work pretty well until they get old enough to leap over them in a single bound, so then you have to be ready to catch kittens. It is a little easier to catch them in air then it is on land.
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