Rocco is a basket case

He loves that laundry basket. Purrrr....

Rocco and Bear got The Big Snip last week. They may not have 'em anymore, but they are still nuts. Ha. :)

Oddly enough, post-op Rocco is more assertive towards his big bro. He's really starting to stand up for himself. Yay for Rocco!

Stealth Kitten

"I'm so cute, I couldn't possibly do anything bad!"

These two are just incorrigible. I was on my lunch break when I received a call from Dear Hubby. "You won't believe what our kittens did..." he began.

He had swung by the pet store during his break and bought some food for the Ginger Ninjas. He went home to drop the food off (he's lucky -- he works so close to home!) He had gone into the apartment, ready to stop Bear from bolting out the door. But... there was no Bear to be seen.

No Rocco either. How strange.

Then he heard a sound coming from our bedroom, which is always kept closed during the day while the kittens have the run of the apartment...

There were our kittens!

The Ginger Ninjas must have snuck into our bedroom in the morning while we were getting ready for work. Ever so stealthily they crept in, so stealthily that neither DH nor I saw them do it. And the door was closed on them. They spent half the day in our bedroom, unfazed as they curled up on the bed. It was pure chance that DH happened to come home at lunch time and could let them out.

Bear especially is fond of doing things like this. Once, he snuck into our pantry while I went to get something out of it. Without realising, I shut the pantry door on him. He did not make a sound, so at first I couldn't figure out where he went. Cheeky bugger.

Then there was the time he climbed into the wardrobe while I was grabbing some clothes..........

Bear's "Prison Break" and trips to the Vet

Bear has a new game that he plays with us. It's called "I'm-gonna-wait-till-you-come-home-and-open-the-door-then-dash-like-mad-outside-and-down-the-stairs-ha-ha". Also refered to as "catch me if you can". It's not like he really has anywhere to go, given that there's a closed security door at the bottom of the stairs, but that doesn't stop him from trying.

Rocco and Bear got microchipped last week. They are now officially registered residents of our little neighbourhood. It is quite surprising how placid they are when visiting the vet. We've taken them for their check-ups and vaccinations three times, and there's been no dramas so far. Though next month's visit might be a bit daunting since it's going to be The One Where They Get The Big Snip.

Sorry, no pics this week -- I didn't think there would be a point to post pictures of fuzzy orange blurs. I'll try and post a couple of photos next week, fingers crossed! :)