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 My neighbor, while walking her dog, found 3 kittens in a plastic bag - all in good shape. People can be monsters at times - This little monster is Wacko |
 This is Yacko - the noisiest and squirmiest. |
 This is Dot - a mix between a tabby & a mackrel - my little wildcat girl. |
 They play together, sleep together, but they don't eat together - they're little wolverines at dinnertime. |
 Someone who's a little small for their britches. |
 Max really loves Yacko - he just doesn't want anyone to know it. |
 Terrie's new dachshund - and Max's new playtoy! |
 Don't worry - as big a monster as Max is, Spike is an even bigger one. |
 Tasty! |
 Max pretending to take down a wild animal - which isn't too far off... |
 I got these recently when thier momma abandoned them - their eyes were just opening. |
 About the only way to see them both at once - Phantom is a terrible squirm. |
 So named because she has a mask similar to the Phantom Of The Opera - a tortie. |
 Tribble was not presenting any idea for a name, until she rolled over on her back, and let Terrie scratch her belly - at which point she started purring like a tribble - a tortie/tabby. |
 Max very interested in Phantom feeding - he has been trying to steal the bottle ever since I got it out. |
 Tribble takes to feeding very well - except that both she & Phantom are teething - makes them a little fussy. Both of them have such great suction, they collapse the bottle. |
 Phantom & Tribble on the loose - they are now in the exploring stage. |
 Phantom climbed up here all herself - of course, that's my hand being sure behind her... |
 Max taking care of Phantom - with a little protest from Tribble. |
 Max being caught being nice to Tribble. |
 Max when he was 2 months old |
 Max & his brother (Max is the silver one, his brother is a brown tabby like his sire). Both are about 4 months old. |
 Max's Sire Zambezi (Supreme Grand Champion / Regional Winner). |
 Max after his long car ride home. Don't believe him here - he's a furious ball of activity when he's awake. Which is generally in the middle of the night... |
 An alert Max. |
 Me giving Max noogies. |
 Max resting with his Mom. |
 Max keeping Mom from floating away. |
 Max helping with the paperwork. |
 Max after helping with the paperwork. |
 Max all sacked out. |
 Max in the dining hall. |
 Max helping me with shipping. |
 Terrie only thinks it's her art table - in fact, it's Max's scratching area. He goes to the table even if Terrie's not there to wait for her - or call her... |
 Max CAN get along with Elsa - sometimes. |
 Ivan, Max, Bon Bon, & Scarlett. |
 WHAT Feather?! |
 Like Ivan before him, Max doesn't know how to keep out of trouble. |
 The splint makes him noiser, it doesn't slow him down at all. |
 Ivan, Max's new big brother. |
 A wobbley baby Ivan. |
 Remember this scene from HAVOC #1? |
 Baby Ivan drinking. I had to cut the tip off the bottle - he wanted milk shooters - if he got "squit-squit-squit", he got really agitated. |
 When Ivan was a baby, he was a jumping spider. I'm not sure how he did it, but I think he landed wrong one time, and came limping out to me. It was just a sprain, and he was pathetic for 2 days - until he realized that he could beat up on Shadow with the splint. Shadow stayed up on the boxes till Ivan got the splint off. |
 I got Ivan very shortly after Terrie got a new dachshund - so they grew up together. They wrestle, play tag, and both chase balls - and they still do! |
 Ivan loved the pap-san chair we used to have - he could always be found on his back in the bowl of the chair. |
 Elsa, Max's new big sister. |
 An alert (and somewhat less pudgy) Elsa. |
 Ivan & Elsa. |
 Winky, the leader of the outdoor kittens. |
 Twinky, Winky's sister. |
 Blackjack, Winky's brother. |
 Spooky, Winky's littlest sister. |
 Shadow, my old 18 pound cat - and a cooler cat I've never found. |
 You could do anything to Shadow - even pile snow leopards all over him. |
 Shadow & Ivan (Ivan was very small, note the size difference!) |
 Shadow & Willow sleeping in a teddy bear bunk bed (right after this shot, I had to re-enforce the TOP bunk - Shadow jumped into it, and collapsed the whole thing. Hey, it wasn't designed to support 18 pound teddy bears jumping into it!) |
 Willow when he was about 3 weeks old. |
 Willow could sleep anywhere (and for you completists out there, that was one of the last working Victor VI's in the background.) |
 My Willow, gone but never forgotten (Birman). |
 Miss Piggy, who came to me nicely pregnant (I found homes for all her kids). |
 Piggy & her brood. |
 Oliver |
 Princess |
 Queenie, the kitten in charge. |
 Grace (originally Queenie) when she was grown up - called Grace because she had none. |
 He was hanging around Miss Piggy, so the name Kermit just fit. |
 Kermit after I got him to realize that calling for Daddy to make it stop raining didn't work, but coming in and sleeping on Daddy's warm, dry bed did. |
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