Edited to add: 6:40 am: No kittens.
Those little bunny paws of hers just kill me dead.
“Lady, stop taking pictures and get to rubbing the belly.”
She likes to sniff my slippers to see where I’ve been.
So obviously she did not have her kittens yet (unless she did it last night, and of course I’ll update this post if I wake to see kittens.) I seriously need her to have her kittens so that I can sleep through the night again. I don’t ordinarily sleep with my phone next to my bed, but I am now so that I can check on her without disturbing her (I look at the Nest cameras via the app on my phone). I must have been awake every half hour Tuesday into Wednesday. I didn’t get a good night’s sleep but SHE certainly did – every single time I checked on her, she was sound asleep.
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First sign of spring: Khal in the catnip pot!
(For the record, I don’t do a thing to that catnip plant to encourage it to make it through the winter. It sits out there in the rain and cold and is totally neglected by me, and somehow every year it makes it through. We’ve had this same catnip plant for probably close to 10 years and it keeps on keepin’ on. I think I got the original plant at Lowe’s, but I might have grown it from seed, I don’t remember. I do water it in the summer when it gets dry, trim it back when it gets leggy, and root some cuttings if it gets sparse, but other than that it appears to thrive on neglect.)
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
“Nope.” No kittens here! I have to run errands this morning that will take me out of the house for a couple of hours. SHE BETTER NOT HAVE THOSE KITTENS WHILE I’M GONE. (She’s totally going to have those kittens while I’m gone, isn’t she?)
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I had to leave the house for a few hours to do errands and just KNEW Mimosa would have her kittens while I was gone. My errands ended up taking much longer than I expected, and I rushed into the house to find… Mimosa taking a nap. Ah well – at least I didn’t miss the blessed event (yet)!
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Watching the belly. Look at that thing go!
Good night innernets. (Mimosa)
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Previously
2021: For a cat who’s 12 months pregnant, she sure seems to be living the life.
2020: Frankie.
2019: We have an eyeball!
2018: No entry.
2017: Archie, waiting for me to open the door so he can hesitate, think about it, maybe step one foot over the threshold and then stomp away in disdain.
2016: Is she not the most fabulously gorgeous girl?
2015: I don’t know that we’ve had a rare Diamond-Bellied Tuxie before!
2014: ..a chin strap, to hold her ears on! (Orlando’s got one, too.)
2013: No entry.
2012: Lest you think that Everett spends all his time chasing da bird, it is not so. He does lots of other things!
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Snugglebug.
2008: Elle and Skittles were finally adopted!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
Catnip is in the mint family of plants and it’s really hardy and prolific! Another plant it’s closely related to is Catmint (Nepeta), which get beautiful purple flowers if you’re looking for something pretty to plant. My stray cat “backyard buddies” love the catmint as much as catnip!
I have actually been thinking about catmint! We’re getting our new fence next week, which means that once the weather warms up (and dries out) a bit, I’m going to start planting things along the fence line, and catmint’s at the top of the list!
Looks like 9 seats at the milk bar in the belly moving video? She seems wider every day 🙂
I thought she would have them last night for sure! She is really popping out there now….has to be soon! Bless you both!
Hahaha, glad to hear that at least ONE of you between you and Mimosa is sleeping well!
Khal in the catnip pot – magnificent. (Obs…)
In the third picture poor Mimosa looks like she’s carrying a cantaloupe on her port side.
Regarding catmint, I have oodles of it,(LOVE the scent) and every year I say I’m going to harvest it, dry it, and make sachets (or a bed pillow!) out of it. And every year I don’t…