There were a bunch of kittens on Saturday. One pair was still there from the weekend before, one pair from the weekend before had just left due to sneezing, and one little calico girl was being adopted as we arrived.
These two tabby boys were pretty adorable. One was friendly and outgoing and the other was a little shyer.
They also had great facial expressions, as you can see above, and below…
Later, the friendly one was out being held, and the shy one slept it off.
This beautiful friendly girl was new to us last weekend. What a lovely and happy cat she is! She loves to play with feather wands, wanted to say hello to the other adults (Marmalade made it known that he’d rather not; Luna wasn’t sure), and liked being petted by the people.
She spotted Marmalade and thought he was interesting.
But then she spotted a patch in the paint on the wall and had to make sure it was not a nefarious insect of some sort. Marmalade kept a wary eye on her and wondered why she was so cheerful.
This is not a Lady Marmalade but a Gentleman Marmalade.
He is a handsome boy, a little quiet and not quite sure how he ought to feel about his situation. Cindy said mean things to him when he got too close to her cage; Luna chose not to say hello. He didn’t like them getting in his face, but he wasn’t terribly rude.
I think he just wants to go home.
We had some kittens adopted and some kittens sent back for sneezles. There were so many that they were hardly real to us last weekend, so I couldn’t rightly tell from the log book which ones had gone where!
Don’t let the cuteness kill you – I’ve saved the knockout pictures for last!
Catch the look on the orange one’s face:
“It’s disgusting how some kids act cute on purpose to make the grownups go squee!”
But then how can we resist this little head tilt??
Cindy and Luna were representing for the adults. The kittens were just too overwhelmingly cute, so I paid as much attention as I could to these two.
What’s a girl got to do, to compete with the little ones?
If I sit here next to a big crinkle ball, am I cuter?
Look at my gold eyes.
Or not. Sigh.
Both of these girls love people and once the cutefest dies down I’m sure they’ll be noticed again.