Nom Nom Nom

Another in the line of: Oh my gosh! Look at how big they are getting!

Or: Photos of anyone's backside are just not flattering.

Yes, 9 and Chani still have the whole routine of Chani eats on the left and 9 is on the right. This is only at the beginning. After a few noms, they switch sides. Then, Chani will walk away and 9 will finish her plate. On occasion, Chani will get a few more bites off of 9's side, but not always. My dad is so worried that Chani isn't getting enough food, that he is putting her plate and her up on the counter so she can eat in peace. He's such a big softy :)

A mostly 9 post

First off, thank you to Wendy for honoring 9 and Chani with her lols. They are great! And welcome to all 9 and Chani's new fur and non fur friends. It's great to meet you all!


Here you see that 9 has completely charmed my dad so much so that my dad is willing to 'share' his chair with 9. I'm pretty sure that this whole act is part of 9's ultimate plan to take over Dad's chair completely and utterly. He's in for a good fight. Q never was able to take over Dad's chair. We'll see who is more determined here.


9: Chin scritches are divine!!!

9: I wink in adorableness in order to hide my cunning plan. I shall overcome you with my cuteness and this chair shall be mine!


And even though Chani has had a few posts all to herself, she couldn't allow 9 to have this page to himself. She had to show that she's trying to take over Dad's chair too, just in a slightly different way.

Oh, and one more thing. My workload has increased in the last few weeks, so I'm only working from home on Tuesdays. As soon as I adjust to this schedule, I hope to be posting as regularly as I used to!

AND I'm also getting ready for a pottery sale that's coming up September 19 and 20. (Yes, I'm also a potter in my spare time) I hope to start blogging about that once the sale is over. I'll keep you all informed about that and may post some pictures of my work soon.

Toesies and more snuggling

It is Toesday after all, so I just had to post this pic of Chani's jelly bean toes. I love her toesies.

This photos is from the previous set where 9 was cleaning Chani and then lay on top of her. They were both so cute, I just had to post it.

Paws and Ears

Who's little paw could this be? Hmmmm... I'll give you a clue

Ginormous ears or rather ear in this picture

Sometimes, this is all I see of Chani when she naps on her perch.

9! Chani is NOT a pillow!

Ok, maybe she doesn't mind being a pillow...

Apparently, while I was gone, 9 and Chani decided to snuggle up a bit and Chani let 9 use her head as a pillow. My dad was great enough to take pictures (ok, it's in the blood, my dad and I take pictures of our cats whenever they are doing something cute or just whenever and oh my gosh, did I just call my cats "our cats" eeek!).

Dad said that Chani would move her head and get a little more comfortable, but 9 didn't move his head at all while she repositioned herself. What a life, eh?

Hope you're having a great weekend. For all of us in the US, Happy Labor Day! Enjoy your Monday holiday =^.^=

Cleaning Chani... again

As I stated in the last post, 9 still takes his Chani cleaning duty seriously. He just knows that Chani needs his extraordinary cleaning skills help to keep herself looking like the Queen/Ruler of all She surveys self that she is. Doesn't it looks like he's giving her a kiss on the cheek? She doesn't look thrilled, but she's not exactly stopping him either.

9: Ears... your ears must always be pristine, Your Highness.
Chani: Enough with the commentary! Just do your job right or it's off with your head!


I know it looks like they might be hugging in this picture, but no. 9 and Chani turned my parents' bed into a king sized battle ground. Sigh...

I went into a Petco this morning to get them more kitten kibble. 9 is 11 months and Chani is 10. Right now, it's hard to get food for them because

1) their age... so close to 1 year and I really don't want to get them too much age appropriate kitten food or too little...
2) pet stores keep running out of the type of kitten food that I started them on so I have to find another one that isn't too expensive or not enough for them. Chani's stomach is a bit delicate, so it's kind of a gamble to switch foods on them.

BUT... the main thing that I wanted to say about going into Petco this morning... apparently Halloween is just around the corner because all the Halloween costumes are out.

MUWAHAHAHAHAHA.... yes, I bought them costumes... I've already put on Chani's costume (on her, not me). She needs to grow just a tad for it to fit right, especially the head piece. 9's costume... well, it fits and is most appropriate. I cannot wait for October!

9 and Chani... growing up

First of all, thank you for all the well wishes. I feel much better now than I did last week. That stomach bug really kicked me hard!

Ok, now for some pics of the kits, because I know that's why you're all here =^.^=


9 and Chani snuggle on occasion. So, I'm always happy when I'm able to catch them together. 9 still takes his Chani cleaning duties a little seriously. On this day, she was taking a lovely afternoon nap, 9 was looking out the window and then decided it was time to clean Chani. She was so relaxed that she just let it happen. 9 is really a good big brother to her. After a bit of cleaning, 9 decided that he needed to rest and Chani provided a pillow for his weary head.

Here's a side by side picture just to show you how big they've become. Neither is one year old yet, but they are truly looking like cats now instead of kittens. Part of me is kind of sad about that, but Chani is still my delicate little Miss and 9 is still my brawny big little Man.
Yes, she is definitely growing into quite the lady cat.


I know I keep saying that 9 is not too bright, but let in this picture, you can definitely tell he is bright and quite capable of contemplation.

Back in the day, when I would talk to Q (of course, I was cuddling him as well or he had just done something I didn't want him to do), I would say: Q, my darling... Love of my life... I love you dearly... yada yada yada

Last night, 9 was being rambunctious and chaotic as only a 10 month old kitten can and I said: 9, darling... Love of my life...

I had to stop there. I hugged 9, said: Q was the Love of my life, but I love you very dearly too, 9.

Funny how things just remind you that Life does indeed go on.