Kitties galore!

Since my sister has moved back to the area we have spent many enjoyable hours talking, giggling, eating, and watching General Hospital. And along with that, she has three wonderful cats that I get to visit. No cats at my house, Ichabod's deathly allergic. So I get to visit the little darlings and leave someone else to clean the litterbox.

The first to greet me, and perhaps try to escape out the door, is Thirteen. He is cuddly and lovey. But he'll try to climb you with those sharp, little kitten claws.

Black cat on black chair, but we did our best.




Then there's Friday. When I first started visiting, Friday acted like a ninny. He would hide. Then when we did make eye contact he had the "popsicle" eyes. If I even acted like I might get close he'd run.

Now, he's finally decided that I can, sometimes, pet him. He has jumped in my lap once. That was amazing. But, as you can see from these pictures, the little tuxedo kitten is fairly comfortable being around me.




Last, but certainly not least, there's old man Eeyore. Some of you probably know him from Jess's place. He loved Katy so much and was just lost when she was gone, so they decided Eeyore should come over here. He's 18 but is acting like he's much younger now. He's pretty mellow around me, but prefers to hide out in the spare bedroom.




And if that wasn't enough for the cute overload, here's what happens when you give catnip to kittens and remember your camera:


YouTube work courtesy Bucky4Eyes.