These kittens are CRAZY SWEET. They’ve gotten into a routine: whenever I go in, all five kittens rush towards me and come to sit on my lap and be petted, and they purr VERY LOUDLY. After about ten minutes, when they’ve gotten their attention fill, they run off to play. If I leave the room and come back five minutes later, they do the same thing of running to get attention.
Want some closeups?
Pinkie Pie. Don’t you just love the dark around her eyes?
You know who this is.
At eight and a half weeks, their eyes have pretty much completely changed color.
“Go ‘way, hooman. I is meditating.”
After their closeups, they went off to play.
“I bite you, Rope-Thing-From-Cat-Tree.”
When Cutie Pie abandoned the toy for something better, Sweetie Pie came and took it from him.
It always cracks me up when they pick things up in their mouths and carry them around. Bonus points for growling.
But then Cutie Pie wanted it back.
“Oh, no, you don’t! This is MINE!”
“Until you give me the password, sir, you SHALL NOT PASS!”