Friday, May 25, 2007

And Madeleine eeeeepy goodness

What's that Ripley doing now?

Pink tongue.

Whaaaaaa?

She looks so grown up. Now if I could just get her to quit leaping on me.
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13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Soft and warm in bunting there. Hello from Fluffy, whose surgery went well and you can visit at cabdrollery.

from Ruth

3:08 PM
Anonymous said...

Now if I could just get her to quit leaping on me.

If Tux is any guide, I wouldn't bet the ranch on success.

3:36 PM
Anonymous said...

What fun to scroll from the Friday memorial posting of Lion Kitty Maxx up to Ripley and then on up to Maddie. Your feline companions are beautiful animals.

A fan in Seattle

3:56 PM
four legs good said...

If Tux is any guide, I wouldn't bet the ranch on success.

Ack. It's really annoying. She leaps up onto my shoulder.

If she'd ask nicely I'd pick her up.

4:02 PM
zoe said...

ouchhh!

5:53 PM
Anonymous said...

Hah!! Fooled you. She only looks growed up. At heart, she's still Ripley's age.

flory

6:35 PM
Anonymous said...

Isn't that what it means to be a kittenslave?
You being there to accommodate their every desire, respond to their every meow?

Perhaps a thick pad, like many folded toweling, with an armpit strap to hold it in place?

6:37 PM
Sandy-LA 90034 said...

4Legs, Maddie just doesn't realize she's a Maine Coon or how big she is. She just wants to sit on your shoulder like she could when she was a kitten-sized Coon. She's such a sweetie. What a gorgeous coat she's growing.

12:04 AM
four legs good said...

She is pretty, but at six months and 8 pounds, she's a handful.

12:46 AM
Sandy-LA 90034 said...

I came back this morning to check out the girlz. In the top picture, Madeleine looks like a Lion Princess. There's a proud glint of the adult in her eye and her coat is plush and gorgeous.

12:32 PM
Anonymous said...

Hi 4lg--It's always nice to see the kitties and world events here

You've had guest kitties a few times, no? Here's my pitch should I get the photo.

My sister has a 22 lb Maine coon, quite the outdoorsman, silver with black streaks, white paws and chest, as plush as Maxx, so he looks even bigger. People have asked "What kind of animal is that?"

With shedding, crouching in forest debris, and his antipathy toward brushes, he's turned into a tangle of knots. The final straw was a twig with an active cocoon laced onto his belly. He was no longer a cat; he was an ecosystem

Off to the groomers, where they're not afraid to manhandle him, especially two of them in arm-length gloves

Now he's plushy head, neck and tail, Marine regulation everywhere else. Pretty funny, except to him

--Space from Eschaton

6:35 PM
Anonymous said...

This is Saturday and I appear to be looking at Friday kiddens. There's something not right about that.

flory

10:07 PM
four legs good said...

Space, oh, I DO WANT TO SEE PICTURES!!!


PLease send them ASAP.

12:48 AM

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