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Ahh, the life of a kitten…

Because kittens are clumsy. And that makes them all the more adorable.

With that said, be sure to check out our newly created YouTube channel! There are a few cute kitten videos up there now, with more to be added daily!

Sleepy little bugger. About time. It takes him a good 3 1/2 hours of full-on play to get him to this point.

How are things going with Big Kitty?

I think the look says it all. Kitty is definitely upset with us. Sgt. Pepper is a bit too forward for her – if he could mind his own business I think they would get along just swell, but because he likes to run right at her, well, she doesn’t like that too much. She can take about 5 minutes of it before she gets really peeved. Poor little guy. All he wants is too play! Right now Kitty can still escape to a high table (he’s too little to jump up there), but I know that won’t last.

It’s definitely a test of our patience, as our lives haven’t yet returned to “normal”. We’re still sleeping in separate rooms (so neither cat feels left out), and cannot yet let Sgt. Pepper out during the day or when we’re not around. It would be harder if he weren’t so gosh darn cute!

If anyone has any tips for getting Kalypso to be more accepting of her wild-man little bro, we’d love to hear them!

Introducing… Sgt. Pepper!

We’ve officially increased our furry family from 1 to 2. This is the new little guy we just brought home on Tuesday. Boy is he a sweetie. We are absolutely smitten.

We’re taking the introduction process very slowly, as we want Kitty (formerly an only child) to accept her new baby bro. So far they have only met through a cat carrier, and she was surprisingly calm. Very alert, but no hissing or growling on her part. Hopefully in the next day or two we’ll give them an actual face to face meet and greet.

The next big question (after we finally decided on a name), is what collar shall he wear? :)

Have a drink why don’t you. Kitty is more than happy to help herself (tisk tisk, naughty kitty!)

Believe it or not, she drinks like this on a regular basis. Not out of a giant pitcher, but with her paw. We think it’s a ’survival’ tactic she learned as soon as she realized the freshest water was always in our glasses, not her bowl (which, by the way, she refuses to drink out of anymore. she now gets her own personal water glass). Spoiled rotten, that one. Creative, surely, but spoiled.

Whatever you do, don’t let the cat out of the bag.

Who let her in in the first place? Why, she did, of course!

She could sleep in there all day.

Kitty has a favorite toy. It’s one of those gooey frogs you get in the quarter machines outside of the big box electronics store (or, at least that’s the only place we’ve been able to find them). When they first come out of the package, they are quite sticky. Something we figured out when Taylor got a bit too excited in his tossing of said toy.

That’s kitty’s “gooey” (as we like to call it) stuck to the ceiling. No big deal, right? Unless your ceilings are 22 feet tall.

To get the darn thing down, we taped a fork to the end of an extension pole used to change lightbulbs.

Kitty was very interested the entire time. She knew her toy was up there, and was quite patient as she waited for us to get it down.

Success!

We’re doing a bit of redecorating in our bedroom. One project involved re-finishing two side tables. One was meant to be a side table and was a reasonable height, but the other was originally a telephone stand of sorts, a good 12″ taller than the other. Not practical at all for a bedside table. Rather than buying a new one, we thought, why not just chop this one down to size?

So we did.

Who knew that the result would be a usable bedside table AND a cat bed?

The piece we cut off turned out to be perfectly kitty sized. With the remnants of the legs it looks like a miniature four-poster bed. Add one sheepskin cat mat and you have one happy kitty.

We’ve got a new (or not so new) assistant around these parts. Though one might argue that she does more to impede the work flow than to assist it.

I have to say it is extremely hard to type anything when you have a 15-lb cat draped over your arm.

This photo isn’t just some rare occurrence either. Kitty literally spends 3 hours every morning “assisting” Taylor.

Silly kitty.

Kitty used to be a tiger.

The proof is in the paw:

Maybe we should change out her current collar for some Tiger stripes… she sure believes she’s a BIG cat, and a collar like that would really stroke her ego.

Extreme closeup: