Red Kittens update

These photos have been posted before on my blog, Anna's Adornments for an alphabet-meme for Jenny Matlock. I am posting them again here because I haven't really said that much about the red kittens that were going to live with us.

The photo above shows Anna-Lisa nursing her two kits, Anna-Matilda and Nils. These are the kittens that I had hoped would be be ours. But as I have mentioned before, they have found another home and will not be going to the children Elisabet and Erik. We all miss the kittens, who are almost grown now, but are happy that they are living with good people.

A little later, the kits have grown...





More time passes and they almost look like grown up cats.

It seems ironic, but we will be working with a blog for red cats, without having any red cats of our own! But one day we will.



Until then, it is good to be among all of these beautiful blogging red cats!

Best wishes,
Anna

The Master of Zen

Has anyone else noticed that Hobbes has mastered the art of relaxation? May we all remember to take a few minutes to do the same in the upcoming madness of the season.

Autumn Sun

The weather is growing colder with every day that passes. But that doesn't stop Hobbes from trying to snag every last bit of warm sunshine on his belly.

Such trust for a cat, eh?

Red Kitty is on the Make

Is it the full moon or the season? I can't explain it but Red Kitty is really feeling, shall we say, very frisky the past couple of days. The object of his affections is Mariah (don't worry, they are both fixed!) Just now, he caught my attention because he was calling/crying like crazy. Just standing in the middle of the living room, downstairs, screaming his little head off. Very strange.

Of course, I'm concerned that somehow I've damaged him by leaving him so alone for so long over the past summer...with no company but other cats. He and Mariah are, and for years now have been, best buddies. So she tolerates his sexual advances, though I think she's clueless about what's on his mind. These little "attacks" turn into wrestling matches as Mariah wiggles out of being pinned down from behind.

They all seem very happy that I'm back living in the house with them. The past week, since I've been back, they follow me from room to room and basically hang out where ever I'm doing stuff. Yes, I do believe I'm the recipient of lots of kitty love...lucky me!