Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were...
Heck, who am I kidding? Just like Christmas last year, I have little creatures who are definitely stirring in my house. This year it's just one creature but he is absolutely, definitely, positively stirring. And running and jumping and climbing.
Little Mr. Hans Solo spent this week turning from my sweet bottle baby kitten into a rough and tumble 8 week old kitten. With no other siblings in the house to keep him entertained and busy, it's important for this foster mom to provide additional activity and stimulating play. It's also important to make sure he picks up good play habits and not bad ones so a lot of this week was spent redirecting the play time.
Which means we spent this entire week working on running through the house, jumping up and down on and off of furniture, hiding and pouncing, wrestling with stuffed animals, and playing with toys. Lots and lots of toys.
Who knew proper play could be so exhausting?! (For this adult, at least. I think Hans Solo thought differently.)
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| Is this how you play peek-a-boo? |
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| It's my toy and I can play with it in the sun if I want to. |
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| Told you! It's my toy and I can take it wherever I want to. |
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| Turtle wrestling is a thing, I tell ya. |
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| Excuse me, I need to get to the top of the recliner. Can't the picture wait? |
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| Did I do something wrong? |
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| Don't these fish swim any faster? I'm in a hurry. Places to go, people to see, things to do! |
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| Merry Christmas from foster kitten Hans Solo, his foster mom, and the foster mom's human daughter |