We’s mos grown! We jump to railing now in one leap; maybe not tall buildings, but over top of igloo too. Faster den a speeding mousie, more purrerful den a loco cicada. We’s Super Kibble Kids! (James not in photo. He trying pull down blankit from uther side.)
Greystoke, Priscilla, GingerFred posing but not our bestes sides. Oh well. (No, we dint rip blankit. It older den we are, wif holes. Warm, tho.)
Looks like the unseen James has somebody’s attention.
I think his full name – James Bond- has gone to his head. He’s always trying to be suave and stealthy.