Claribel has been getting up to quite a bit of mischief. Her cuteness is her best defense.
If you look carefully in the photo below, you will see that there is a box of cat treats on the shelf. That is what she is seeking in this moment, because if she knocks it off the shelf it will probably open for her to have access to the kitty treats.
Last sunday it was warm and the river was really gorgeous.
While it was warm, the kitties in the house had some time on the porch.
Now the temperature has swung unbelievably, it has snowed here, and all the kitties are snuggling in while it finally looks like winter here. To give you a sense of the massive change in temperature: on Sunday it was 60F (15C) and this morning it is -8F (-22C).
My silly, sweet, tail-flagging, rumpus-making, handsome ginger boy Vladimir was diagnosed with intestinal cancer after having a bloated abdomen. He was a kittenish boy, which made it harder to realize his actual age. Below is a quintessential video of his silliness. For context, I was away and the large, lidded container holds kibble; the cat sitter had moved it to the front porch. The small plastic container I used as a scoop. Vladimir realized that on some very lucky instances he could dislodge a full, covered container and, if the stars aligned, the lid would pop off when it hit the floor. Vladimir was a lover of the repetitive and could entertain himself for a surprisingly long time by pushing down a cardboard flap on a box that would then snap back up, and be pushed down again and snap back up, and on and on. No pictures give a proper sense of the loveliness of his flagging tail or the sound of him coming down a full flight of stairs in a total of five thumping strides.
The kitties are all very happy; they have two new beds. They aren’t properly big enough for two of them to fit into, but they have worked it out.
Above is little tiny Claribel all alone in one of them. She is the smallest of the inside kitties, but has a magnificently long tail to make up for any tininess. Here is a post with many more pictures of her (including as a little baby).
Milton, the big black cat, and Claribel are unlikely snuggle friends. He can be a bit roguish, but she is very quick and lithe and can easily get away from him. Milton is on the left below.
And below are several pictures of Milton and Claribel squeezed into the same new little bed.
Here is a picture of these two from last summer: Trouble and Sneaky: