The kittens came through their surgery just fine. I picked them up around 5, brought them home, snuggled each of them, and left them in the foster room for the night. I suspect they’ll be racing around like nothing happened today – that’s what usually happens!
Have I mentioned that whenever Charlotte and Abby are near each other, I try to get a picture to show how much they look alike?
With Iva stomping over to see what’s going on.
Tell me those girls aren’t sisters!
Wahhh! Who’s da BAYbee? It’s Charleston! Charleston is da BAYbee!
Or wait, maybe it’s Chesnee. Is Chesnee da BAYbee?
Yes, it’s Chesnee. Chesnee is definitely da BAYbee. But I guess there could be two BAYbees, right?
Or three. Iva’s apparently da BAYbee, too.
Chesnee will have you know that SHE is da BAYbee, and that is THAT.
“Lady, I don’t care WHO da BAYbee is, but you better tell them to hush up. I need my sleep!” Abby is NOT foolin’ around. Look at that serious little face!
The nose knows. (Iva)
Raleigh’s nose knows, too. We have a bunch of knowledgeable noses ’round here.
“LADY! STOP. I don’t want to have to hurt you with these fangs. Put the earses back and no one gets hurt.”
If you think I didn’t go over and kiss Chesnee all over her little face after I took this picture, you know nothin’.
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Wait! I almost forgot! You need to meet the new guy!
Say hello to Dustin.
He’s about 8 months old. He was trapped with CC, Joss, and Sherbert (who have all been adopted), in an industrial park where they were likely dumped. Dustin is a bit of a scaredy cat, and Susan asked Fred if he’d work with him, since scaredy cats are his specialty.
Dustin spent the day in the foster room with lots of visits from us, and when the kittens got home from their spaying and neutering, I let them out of their carriers and said “MEET YER NEW PARTNER!” He was very interested in being friends with them, and they were very hissy toward him. We’re planning to put him in the big bathroom during the day, and in the foster room at night. The Carolinas are used to having the run of the house during the day, and Dustin is a hider; I don’t want him to find some hidey hole where we can’t find him. Once they go off to Petsmart on Saturday, he can stay in the foster room all day until he gets some confidence, and we’re comfortable letting him have more room to roam. I don’t know how long he’ll be with us – we’ll see how Fred does in helping him to become more confident and less scared. He obviously loves to be petted, he purrs like crazy. Hopefully, it’ll just be a matter of a little time and a lot of attention.
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“There aren’t any KITTENS in here, are there?” Joe Bob has no use for those kittens, no matter how much they want to be friends.
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Previously
2015: Black Cat Monday.
2014: No entry.
2013: As you can see, Tony is raaaaather pleased with himself.
2012: Kohle has got really gorgeous eyes.
2011: Brudderly love.
2010: “Paws up, y’all!”
2009: Augustus Goop: The Floofening.
2008: No entry.
2007: “Suuuuuuuuure I’m “not your cat,” lady. SURE.”
2006: No entry.
2005: “Well, I’ll be darned. They DO taste just like chicken!”