This is an introduction to a new trend among our kittens.
I call it ‘Playing Monkey’.
On the west side of the house hang bamboo shades to ward off the western afternoon heat. The kittens have found a way to entertain themselves, when they aren’t overwhelmed by the heat.
This is a common day on our porch in this incessant, overbearing, completely mollifying heat. And this is only the feline population.
Anyway, back to the monkey business.
This one enjoys hanging as her claws dig into the bamboo.
Butterball is not to be outdone, though. Bella considers herself equally as agile.
She makes a bold attempt, but can’t seem to maintain the same tenacious hold as her sister.
Yes. That is a falling cat in the blur of fur.
I am proud to introduce the last member of our feline family. She is the sister of our newest litter and she is unmistakably ferrel. She bolts from every one of us, retreating to her lair under the house. We have coaxed and cajoled her brother to finally accept us as family, but this little thing will not be subdued easily.
She watched her cousins climbed and tried so hard to get up there, but no go. This little one is too short. The funny hue is due to taking this through the window. This is the only way to get any where near this little thing.
The final feat of the morning was preformed by Butterball. She deftly maneuvered her body to the inside of the shade and hung on for dear life.
So much for Monkey Cats.
Cat Boy calls this one Dr. Evil because she is so elusive. Through the window she is sweet and docile.
She sees me and remains put.
Hate the blue window hue, but she is so cute. She is gray.
This is brother.
He is black and fluffy and soft and scrumptious.
Cats are always a little piece of our heaven.