I see that you have not been blessed (?) with new pictures of our babies since April and April and ! Oh, no - how remiss of me...just a minute, let me pull out the photos...
It's very hard to get them all in the same frame anymore, and they no longer sleep in a little pile of orange fur-all together.
But here you go, anyway...
These two above are from June - they still have not been outside, but not for lack of wanting to go... in the photo on the right, they have to stand on a box to see out the front door.
This one is in July, shortly after they were micro-chipped and got their new halters. I didn't realize how reflective the halters were until I saw this shot taken with a flash.
Now, we're into August - This is Mango, aka Mangolese.
Same time in August - this is Carmel, aka Carmelicious
And here is Punkin' Pie, aka Pretty in Pink Miss Pumpkin Pie
(yes, I know, but this one is a drag queen!)
They are litter mates - triplets and very hard to tell apart without the different colors on the halters.
But Carmel is definitely the old man. He' quite a bit bigger, larger more solid head, with a quieter temperament. He was also the first to suffer from a neighborhood battle wound. We're not sure if it was at the hands of one of his siblings or some rogue bully. He ended up with stitches and some quarantine time (that NObody liked since we made them all stay in). But he's fine, and he's gotten over the issue of my hands being the ones that tricked him at meds time.
He loves a good shoulder rub - first cat I've had that preferred that over head massages.
We started out calling Mango GoManGo; he likes climbing and daring stunts. But it was actually Pumpkin, the baby, who made the first successful hunt. Her prey of choice at that time was grasshoppers. Fortunately, she usually played them to death before bringing them in, so it wasn't too traumatic for the Moms.
It wasn't long, though, until they advanced to birds - still thankfully used up by the time they were presented.
BUT -
I just had to leave this post to help Joel try to rescue a little chipmunk from our bedroom. It is NOT dead, not even wounded, but very scared and probably more than a little pissed off. So are the cats, btw, since we locked them up while we tried the rescue mission.
We don't really know if the mission was successful. We had created a clear (to us, at least) path to the open front door, but we lost track of the little critter.
Hope we don't learn of his/her whereabouts in the middle of the night!!
So back to pics:
All the rest of these are from yesterday, Oct. 3rd.
This is one I call Carmel on the Rocks.
A rare shot of the three of them together. It took 'candy' to make it happen and they wouldn't pose...go figure.
Mango, Pumpkin, & Carmel clockwise from nine o'clock.
This is Mango enjoying a culvert. We have three: one at each end of our curved driveway, and one that goes under the street. They LOVE them.
And here are Carmel (back) and Pumpkin (foreground) across the street visiting with some deer who were enjoying the neighbor's lilac bush. I have one of them nose to nose with a deer in a video, but I'll have to learn to edit it first...
The training still works. They will tolerate leashes; they come to a call or a clicker (and expect candy), they don't freak out in the car or the small carrier that takes them to the vet. But we made some mistakes in the way we introduced - and failed to introduce - them to our bedroom. We are now paying the price for that. Hard to remember proper parenting at 3am.
And they are worth it! What little treasures.
