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We have kittens! Baby gave birth this morning to 5 beautiful babies! I guess that makes them Baby babies! They are all black and white, but each one has a different pattern, and different face markings. I think we’re going to have some very cute faces here!
They weigh between 95 and 115 grams, and they all seem healthy, thank goodness! Good job, Baby! This is her first litter, and she didn’t know quite what was happening, but she’s firmly in Mom mode now.
That’s a weird headline, but there it is: Baby is getting pretty big. I love the way she’s “standing” on my feet while lying down.
Today we waved goodbye to Minnie as she left for her new home with Jillian. Such a bittersweet moment, as we have hosted her for ten months! She will have a new brother (Jillian’s cat Klinger), and a lot of love and pampering. Minnie has been such a sweet kitty, and her kittens were the kindest kitties we’ve ever had. We are so joyful for Minnie, Klinger, and Jillian!
Today we welcome Baby to our house. Baby is an adorable and cute kitty, a bit over a year old, who has come to our maternity ward to give birth to her babies. Her owner loves her and wants to take her back once her babies are grown and weaned. We think she may be due in about a week, so watch for updates! The kittens are bound to be adorable, and will be up for adoption when weaned. We will post lots of pics as they grow!
I have finally changed Mamba’s name! She will now be known as Minnie – which suits her because she’s small and cute.
Back when Minnie was first rescued from the farm, she accidentally got loose in the transport van. She was a new mom and terrified at everything that was going on. So of course she tore around the van in hyperdrive, bouncing off the walls and the humans. She was quick like a little black snake – so she was called Black Mamba.
That’s the name she had when she was brought to me. I didn’t want to rock the boat, since the rescuers had other things to worry about, so I just left it.
But it does not in any way suit her personality. She is a sweet-natured kitty who loves attention, and deserves an appropriate name.
Future posts on this website will use her new name, but keep in mind that former posts will still have her old name.
Quintus and Mamba have been allowed to visit Hazel in the big room, and Quintus especially finds it an exciting adventure. One thing he tried was jumping onto the dog cage – it’s so hard! Little kittens don’t seem to have a big problem walking on the wires of the top (or maybe they just don’t mind!) – but adult cats find it a lot more challenging. Here’s Quintus having a go.
I took some video of Hazel a couple of weeks ago, and today I played it when she happened to be near my computer. She was fascinated! She came over to check it out, so I filmed it. So funny! Especially when the Hazel on the monitor seems to react to the real Hazel!
Hazel had a trip to the vet last week, and is recovering very well from her spay procedure. She was confined to a dog crate for 48 hours, to restrict her movement so she didn’t injure herself, but now her favorite spot is on my bed. Of course! It has a heating pad for cats!
Hazel is still not 100% tame. She’s very comfortable lying on my bed, with me right next to her, but she still doesn’t like hands reaching out for her. To get her to the vet, I opted to use a trap (thanks for the loan, Joelle!). I could probably have grabbed her, one way or another, and gotten her into a carrier. But I’m pretty sure that would have set our progress back a lot. So I spent a week getting her used to the trap, and when the door shut on her, it didn’t feel like a human had caught her. It was anonymous, with no one doing it to her. She made the short trip to the vet with a blanket over the trap, and it was as little trauma as I could make it. Then I got to be the good guy who brought her home.
Mamba is the only cat I know who sticks her tongue out almost all the time. Here she’s been playing with a broken peacock feather, and her tongue is at least partly out the whole time.
This is Hazel’s room, and you can see her in the basket below. She feels a bit invaded, and is ignoring Mamba playing right over her head, but I think she’s really happy to have company.
