Wednesday, March 4, 2009

More Sources of Fur

Here's Saki. The children love him, particularly Jacob who regularly asks if I've made sure Saki has a blanket on him at night. I can die happy now. Gavin likes him too but he doesn't like when he breathes his stinky breath near him or his food. Pictured above is Saki waiting at the front door A-G-A-I-N. Diarrhea-5, upstairs carpet-0. Round two of diarrhea wasn't as bad as round one, the carpet was lost in round one at which time I gave up any hope of ever bringing guests upstairs. Ever. After several days of chicken and rice (my kids should be so lucky), he's over the second bout. Now if I can just so something about his devil possession ( reference eyes).

Bingo, son of Maya and brother to Mango, thinks he is a clever kitty. He knocked open the doors to the arts and crafts cabinet (yes, I have one!), grabbed this ball of craft yarn up in his mouth and then eventually brought it to the couch to shred. Bingo also tops the Clode/Bannister charts in the affectionate category. He's very snugly and warm these days. This is his protective trait because he has also never, ever, not even once pooped inside the litter box. That's right, never. The cat room floor is full of his intestinal donations each day. Good thing he's clever and snugly.

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