All Cats, one clock

This is the old lady.  she’s doing pretty well for her age, but still needs to eat more than she’s eating.

Mama Nyx trying to use her eye balls to make me just adopt her forever. Not going to work Mamanyx!  you’re going to be easy to adopt out because of how awesome you are!

My boy Odo putting his best food forward.  He’s a foster fail, which isn’t going to happen with the other cats, I swear to god.

This guy isn’t my cat, we named him “Richard” because of the phalic white patch he has, but I think he got in a fight with someone a week or so ago, and now he’s got an infected thing on his face by he eye.  I feed him a couple times a day, but again, he’s not my cat, but I still feel bad for the poor guy.  Maybe I can get him captured, then fixed, and maybe have his face looked at.

Mama Nyx with her babies, looking as overloaded as a mama can look.

This is the new clock in my home office, I had to throw away my previous one because it had the old version of Daylight Savings Time on it, so it would change the hour at the wrong time, then I’d fix it, then it would change it again.  It was literally the worst clock in the house, which is a shame that Republican politics got in the way of technology, but such is life.

Charlotte and Miles canoodling. They do this a lot.

The weight chart for the kittens.  We were worried about “socks” for a couple days because he didn’t seem to be gaining weight, but then he did and we didn’t worry any more.