Stardust says hello!
Look how comfortable and content that pretty girl is. Really, when all is said and done, she settled in pretty quickly, didn’t she?
(Thank you so much, Debra!)
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They are now TWO weeks old, and Kristi’s kittens have been sexed and named. Without further ado, please say hello to…
The little orange tabby with the swirly markings and the extra thumb. He is a boy (no shock there), and he is now Brian Boitano.
The little orange tabby with the stripey markings (who is looking at his paw like “How come I didn’t get an extra thumb?!”). He is also a boy, and he is now Scott, named after Scott Moir.
The gray kitten with stripes that show up sometimes, and sometimes don’t. This kitten is a girl, and her name is now Tessa, named after Tessa Virtue.
The little might-be-black, might-be-smoke, might-be-silver, might-be-tuxie, is-that-a-fever-coat?I-don’t-know kitten. This kitten is also a girl, and her name is now Debi, named after Debi Thomas (and because these kittens were born on my sister Debbie’s birthday, so the kitten is also kinda named after her.)
The darker of the two meezers. Guess what? Another girl! She is now Picabo, named after Picabo Street, who YES I KNOW is not a skater, she’s a skier. But the name is too perfect for a kitten, so I went with a non-skater for this one.
The lighter of the two meezers. That’s right – another girl! She is now Ohno, named after Apolo Ohno, who is NOT a figure skater but IS a speed skater, who is NOT a female, but who cares? How could I miss the chance to name a kitten Ohno?
So now that they’re named, I have no excuse not to get a page up and running for them, and get them all added to the sidebar. Hopefully THIS week is when that will happen, but perhaps you should not hold your breath.
Tessa wonders just WHAT is going ON.
Ohno (left) and Picabo.
All six of Kristi’s kittens, in the basket ’cause it was time for weighing.
What would Brian Boitano do if he were here right now? He’d give us the ol’ hisseroo, that’s what Brian Boitano’d do.
A half-hearted hiss from Tessa.
“Ess-SCUSE, lady. You gots other kittens in here, YA KNOW.” Oksana.
Deanzilla in a rare still moment.
Torvill in the litter box – but not using it. Just sitting there for reasons known only to him.
Katarina’s lookin’ for trouble.
Kristi and her kittens in one crate.
Katia and her kittens in the other. (They’re not usually divided up like this. There’s almost always at least one big kitten in amongst Kristi’s little ones.)
At weigh-in yesterday, I found that Dean (who is the biggest of the big kittens) is now weighing in at 1 pound, 10.3 ounces. Katarina is the smallest of the big kittens, and weighs 1 lb, 1.8 ounces. The big kittens turned 5 weeks old yesterday. They’re starting to use the small litter boxes, they’re moving around all over the room, and are starting to bat at toys, climb on the ess scratcher, and are thinking about climbing the scratching post. (I would have put the small blue cat tree in the room by now, but we tossed the one we had when we moved, because it was such a mess. We have one on the way from Chewy and it should be here soon.)
The biggest of the little kittens is Brian Boitano, who weighs 10.2 ounces. And the smallest is Picabo, who weighs 8 ounces even. The little kittens turned 2 weeks old today – their eyes are all open, they’re looking around in interest, and they’re starting to pick fights with the big kittens.
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Maxi has zero use for kittens, and isn’t sure why I think I want them in the house either.
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Previously
2017: No entry.
2016: No entry.
2015: By the way, I was completely taken by surprise to find her in labor.
2014: Angelo does his T-Rex impression.
2013: “I disapproves of Mama playing. Mama is suppose to be here, watching me and taking care of my needs!”
2012: ::sulk::
2011: Maggie’s baby story.
2010: “I HAZ A COMPLAINT HE IS BITING ME MAKE HIM STOOOOOOOOOP!”
2009: A boy’s gotta have priorities!
2008: No entry.
2007: I was somehow elected to take Newt to the vet, so we boxed him up and put him in my car.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.