Foster Flashback

My dedicated blog readers (all 3 of you!) may remember Summer, one of our favorite fosters of all time. Well, the other day I came across a photo of her as a baby and I just had to share it:

Foster mama, I don't think I'm old enough for rawhides yet...

Mini Motor

When Motor was a baby he could basically fit in Dave's hand, and sometimes he'd just camp out there:

Just hangin' with Dad.

Kitten face...

Motor may be all grown up, but he's still my little kitten:

[baby snore]

Me move? YOU move!

Guess who didn't feel like getting out of the way when I was putting the anti-hair sheet back on the cat sofa...

What? Oh. Are you doing something here?

Fluffy...or fat?

Normally, Sugar is all tucked up in her bed. But this morning Dave made me laugh when he said, "Sugar ate so much breakfast she spilled out!"

Full.

Snow Day Stakeout

What better place to spend a snow day than up on high?

Don't mess with me, snow!

Bowl of...cat?

I got Sugar a new bed to try to offset the accumulation of fur on the blankets we use to protect the sofa (it's a multi-pronged anti-hair effort):

Only it kinds looks like she's sitting in a toilet bowl! But never mind. So far she likes it, and that's the important thing...

Ugh, winter...

With this crappy weather, there's only one thing to do:

Wake me up when spring gets here...