Btw, the foster kittens my mother was watching have been handed over and replaced with their mother and two older generations.

Three generations of white cats, one black cat, and one gray tabby with white patches. I’ll see them in person on Tuesday.

I haven’t seen one that size - still wasn’t big - form in ages. I feel I failed in my diligence!

Even if it was mostly his fault. He also likes to eat the mini mats I pull off, then gets SHOCKED at resulting hairballs!

Another “no leverage” photo!

I had a (slightly) better one of Dipper, but the sudden head shake ended up being pretty great.

I’m trapped. Lula has moved in to be next in line. Little Stuff is at my feet. I’ll never get to attempt sketching!

I found a mat in his fur, and that attempt to help got him to scold me and finally leave me alone. But… you need my help, Pirate!

Btw, Pearl, his sister, immediately began yelling at me and took Pirate’s spot. (Pirate is now downstairs yelling at all the ghosts.)

If I need to know, chatter will get loud of enough details will leak into my feed whether I like it not. Don’t spoil my ignorance. Just keep posting “Oh, Dumptruck Abbey finally went bean dad over *ahem* Princess Peachfuzz? I thought the crunchy peanut butter talk would’ve done it already” cyphers.

It’s kinda fun. Like a kid not knowing why his parents are acting weird, saved from the worst details of an… embarrassing fight.

“Dad’s college buddy is no longer visiting us. He’s on the list with your mom’s youngest sister. That’s all you need to know.”

*mom locks the weirdly warm shotgun away*

I’m telling ya… meme kitten🥹

Realizing now the few in-focus pics I got were all of the sister who has those sad meme kitten eyes! The brother played too hard and often ran away assuming I was gonna steal his toy! (He would walk up to me if I held a toy as offering, but that occupied hand meant I didn’t have my camera ready!)

My Aimovig reorder’s indeed overdue. Dang, do I hate how sick I am that I can tell when my body’s EXTRA out of balance. Needing meds to live is terrible, cuz “let’s cut down your treatment and I bet it’ll be fine” is the disabled “just lose weight and all problems are solved!”

Have REJECT sketches?

What did humans ever do to you to deserve THIS, nature!

Wait, don’t answer that.

(Bonus pic of Little Stuff rising from slumber, shortly before she would ruin my day.)

Happy birthday!

Let’s complete the litter with Mo! A pic from today, then pics from when the siblings were babies!

My mom adopted Mo after he got separated from his family when very young cuz he was infested with fleas. Unsurprisingly, Mo, who looks like he’s 50% Pirate and 50% Pearl, has big middle child energy.