Apparently the door wasn’t quite as latched as I thought.
I hope you already did your counting, because I can’t help but spoil it with my delight at achieving this: I got ALL the cats in one photo! Lifetime achievement unlocked!
(My joy was somewhat inhibited by the horrid “update” to Photos that happened in the last couple of days, removing most of the useful features and replacing them with crummy filters, but I’m still happy about it.)
As you might imagine, treats were involved.
Okay, that one might be a bit obvious. Here’s an obvious one I took for a different reason:
Namely, that they made me think of a traffic light.
First, the answer to the previous Count the Cats is six. The tricky one is here:
Quot was hiding in the shadows back there. (I kept Five-Spice in the crop to match the post title better.)
Here’s another cute picture of Five-Spice that reminds me a lot of one we have of CMY as an adolescent climbing in that same shelf.
A few weeks ago at the vet I saw (and got to hold) this adorable dilute calico kitten waiting for her very first checkup.
Naturally I had to go look for photos of Five-Spice at a similar age. This is probably the first one I took of her, before we trapped the kittykins:
Five-Spice doesn’t look much different, other than size. But look at little baby Vanilla:
See, she really was vanilla-colored. (We just called her White Kitten at the time, and her family was White Cat, Calico Kitten, Orange Kitten, and Gray Kitten.)
First, here are the followups to the previous Count the Kittykins post, rather late. As I stood up from taking the photo in the previous post, two heads popped up, and there they are. 🙂 Again, sorry for the lousy lighting — but they’re still beautiful.
I’ve had various things planned to post but it’s been too hot to have a laptop on my lap. I think this is the first time we’ve hit triple digits at this house since we moved here in 2012.
Anyway, here’s a Count the Cats pic that spouse sent me recently:
In other news, I made batch #4 of maple fudge recently (fortunately the hot days still mean cool-ish nights). I think I got the texture right this time. I skipped the corn syrup, but cooled the bowl of fudge on a bowl of ice before stirring, which I’d also read as advice to keep the texture consistent. I also, um, added about three tablespoons of butter at that time. When you already have a cup of cream in a recipe, what’s a little more dairy fat? Result was delicious. (Batch #3 was much like batch #2 in that it was fairly crumbly, but it also was maybe a little light on taste because I either put unsalted butter in or skipped the butter, I forget which. I ground a little salt onto the fudge while it cooled but it wasn’t enough.)
A rare event: Vanilla out and about on the upstairs cat tree. I had to brighten the picture quite a bit because of the backlighting, but you can see her lovely markings now. Hard to believe she was nearly white as a kitten (hence her name).
As a bonus, here’s one I took of her on the windowsill. Her back looked so bright (for her) that I actually mistook her for Walnut at first. Maybe that’s why she’s giving me that Look.
First, find the deer:
Second, count the cats:
Also, this bonus real-life count the cats moment (as in, I thought I’d seen them all and then one moved and startled me):