Introducing Squeaky the 7th!

Since the last time I posted here, things went from regular crazy to extra special crazy. After Saxi, who was adopted the weekend she was dropped off (yes!), we were settling into a lull. Only, providence and the Humane Society Silicon Valley had other plans. The sly,  manipulative, clever and kind people had me foster three, yes, 3 or THREE kittens – whom I named Athos, Aramis and Pothos after The Three Musketeers. The lovebugs came and went like a storm and I will write about them soon.

This week, yes, in the middle of November, when kitten season should have been done and over with, we learned that the good folks at HSSV are still trying to help out and a call went out to foster parents to pick up some single kittens that were brought in from San Jose. We had done 5 kittens at that point – a personal record, so I wanted to stretch it to 6!

Plus, the enticement was, that an orange kitten had become available for fostering. Well, those who know me, know I have a big weakness for the orange kittens, and so I wrote back frantically, though I would have been okay with any of them.

Well then, in our great naming tradition, in honor of my first feline, Squeaky, I present you, the well mustachio-ed, feral, lovely, playful, Squeaky the 7th!!

Squeaky the 7th
Squeaky the 7th

Innocent as he seems, he had to be wrapped up in something so he may hold steady! Look at the moustache! Here is another seemingly somnambulist pose..


And here are a couple more. I am sure there will be more if he ever steadies enough to let me photograph!

Just Squeaky!

Introducing Squeaky the Sixth!!!!!!!

When my dearly beloved Squeaky, the first feline companion I ever had, I resolved to try and name one Squeaky a year. Sometimes I have had the opportunity to call more than one Squeaky, so I have ended up with the “sixth”…and he actually squeaks per his appellation! Last year another cat of mine Saxon passed on, so I am hoping to start naming cats after him as well.

I don’t know how long I will foster Squeaky, but I am sure he will break my heart anyway.

He hid for the most part of the weekend, but is now coming around and I have managed two passable mobile phone photos. I will try to get more later..

Squeaky the 6th!
Squeaky again! 

So here’s to many a sleepless night ahead for Daddy. Oh, and this happened. Belated Mother’s Day “Amma”:


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