Adventures in freakdom.
May 21, 2005
Nothing but foster kitty pics today, so if you don’t want to see them, move along.
I’m off to take some more co-workers on a hike.

TOES!

What the hell is that over there?

A guilty pleasure.

One boy finds out the hard way that he can’t nurse on his brother.

Kitten bowling!

It looks like an interrupted tryst for a second, then…

Flossie (the Holstein-spotted one) rassles with Peanut.
Yeah, these two are named.

Surprised by the camera in mid attack.

It almost looks like they’re smooching.

I want to name this one Adolf for the little ’stache (and the sig heil he’s
throwing here), but Robyn says no. She always sucks the fun out of everything.

Fear the kitten claws!

Attention diverted mid tussle.

Take that!

Sweet revenge.

One’s ready for more, one’s ready to clean up.
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