Christmas Kitties

My mother went through a phase of gifting her daughters novelty socks. This pair features Christmas trees, warmly dressed cats, and snowflakes.




Hat, Mossimo. Tee, Jones New York Signature (thrifted). Scarf, thrifted. Jeans, Levi’s (thrifted). Shoes, American Eagle for Payless.

I don’t really like snowflakes, but I LOVE cats! Here are a few pictures of my kitties from the past few weeks:


When the cats sleep on the heating grate, I call them “hobo cats.” When they sleep on top of a paper bag on the grate, I call them “deluxe hobo cats.” Zoro rules the shanty town.


As you can see, my cats have a paper bag fetish. Sammy is bedded down in the kitchen. He isn’t on a heating grate, but he is poised to catch any food that might fall from the counter.


Maybe it’s because they’re brothers. Maybe it’s because the red chair is prime real estate (after the paper bags). But Roy and Walt can often be found cuddled together on this chair.
Here they were in the chair eight months ago:


To give you a better idea of how they’ve grown, here are Walt and Sam now:


And here they are last December:


Don’t feel bad for the kitten…he started it.
Can’t get enough of the kittens? Beefy recently wrote about the kittens’ first year.