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Thursday, May 29, 2008
Welcome to the world...
A big "hi and hello" to little Jeanne, newly born daughter of our friends Olivier and Isabelle.
Bravo to both of you, she's gorgeous!
And a hearty welcome to you, little Jeanne, a little star born on French Mother's Day!
Bravo to both of you, she's gorgeous!
And a hearty welcome to you, little Jeanne, a little star born on French Mother's Day!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Do you play??
Sssscccraaatttcchhh....
That's about the noise that the kittens make when I have to "pluck" them off of me now ;-)
They're one month old and rabbit-hopping all around the room when I let them.
They're living in a foldable wire-pen I have for my rabbits and when I open the gate and walk towards the kitchen, I have three fluff balls dribbling after me to have a bottle.
They've reached the age when everything becomes a play. I think I have hardly ever seen anything as funny as those three furry balls of fluff playing tag and roll'em-over on the carpet. When one does a somersault and lands on its back, both other kittens leap on top of the first one and bite its toes and ears. The bundle of feet and legs then moves together, making it hard to tell where one kitten starts and the others begin. Occasionally, one of them will sit back on its haunches to rest a little, but the others are not ready to settle down and on it goes like this. I'm not sure who wins the fights, since they all seem to resolve themselves in all kitties collapsing at once in a heap and falling asleep on the nearest square of carpet.
Quiet then reigns for no more than an hour before someone in the pile stucks a paw in someone else's eye and the battle is on again.
I have to go now, I am being stared at by six hungry little eyes, accompanied by squeals that would wake even a hibernating bear. ^^
That's about the noise that the kittens make when I have to "pluck" them off of me now ;-)
They're one month old and rabbit-hopping all around the room when I let them.
They're living in a foldable wire-pen I have for my rabbits and when I open the gate and walk towards the kitchen, I have three fluff balls dribbling after me to have a bottle.
They've reached the age when everything becomes a play. I think I have hardly ever seen anything as funny as those three furry balls of fluff playing tag and roll'em-over on the carpet. When one does a somersault and lands on its back, both other kittens leap on top of the first one and bite its toes and ears. The bundle of feet and legs then moves together, making it hard to tell where one kitten starts and the others begin. Occasionally, one of them will sit back on its haunches to rest a little, but the others are not ready to settle down and on it goes like this. I'm not sure who wins the fights, since they all seem to resolve themselves in all kitties collapsing at once in a heap and falling asleep on the nearest square of carpet.
Quiet then reigns for no more than an hour before someone in the pile stucks a paw in someone else's eye and the battle is on again.
I have to go now, I am being stared at by six hungry little eyes, accompanied by squeals that would wake even a hibernating bear. ^^
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