#toasty's adventures in unexpected feral kittens

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I love her and her cute little bib 😍💖

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Yeah, basically

Some of my friends describe cats yawning as them turning their faces inside out.

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I AM GIVING YOU LOVE!!

LOVE!!

PAY ATTENTION TO ME

[The photographer appears to have obediently put down the phone; no further records found.]

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I'm sad to report that Little Kitty Fantastico, aka "Tico," passed away earlier this week, at age 9, after a heart failure. He died at home, surrounded by love and cuddles.

He was such a good and beloved little guy. He was bonkers for lettuce & other greens, and he absolutely could not be trusted around salads. His skills included perching atop walls and keeping watch on everything below. Like his sisters, he was long and had arms that went on forever. He was usually both the goofiest and the floofiest of all his sibs, especially when he was begging for belly rubs.

He was exceptionally sweet and snuggly. (Especially with Winter, who is very sad now. 😿) We will miss him so much.

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I love it when he just hangs out on the stairs like this for a while.

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hello! we hear there may be an attempt at productivity happening here. we're here to help

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Even a day when it's 100°F can be a good day to cover your nose and cuddle with a blanket, if you are a cat.

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Oh sure, you could sit anywhere, including on or beside my lap, or on the blanket or cushion that are right next to you, or on your cat bed or cat castle. But please -- plant your little kitty butt on my foot instead, and make yourself comfortable. XD

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Bennet likes to crawl in between my sheets and my quilt and then spoon with me. I just took a nap, and now I need to get up, but when I lift my quilt, this is what I see.

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Back from holiday travels, in a cuddle pile with kitties.

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We took Tico to the vet yesterday. He was not happy to be there and found a variety of places to stay hidden, poor boy (including: behind the scale, behind the computer, behind my foot, and beneath various towels.)

He's been doing a weird coughing/gulping thing and also having some trouble swallowing... it seems like it might be due to reflux or a mild infection/inflammation, but nothing more serious showed up in his X-rays (omg he was so hard to X-ray), and it's apparently not related to his diabetes. Whew. (They also got blood & urine samples and will run labs tomorrow, and then hopefully we won't have to go back to the vet for a very long time.)

It's been a very stressful week for him, between this and me being on crutches. (I sprained or maybe broke my foot while hiking last weekend; my X-ray was unclear.) Turns out Tico HATES crutches and the sound they make when I walk. His sisters, OTOH, are only mildly unnerved. Yesterday he truly had a nightmare scenario when I had him inside the cat carrier (TORTURE REQUIRING EXTENSIVE MOANING), which I held in one hand, and was hobbling my way into the vet's office with a crutch under the other arm (CRUELEST TORMENT). But he survived, and now he's at home and purring and getting some yummy pill pockets. (Thank god he's good at pills.)

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Gazing out mysteriously from her towel hood...