In the “…expect Katriane to get involved.” photo, who’s the little poser grinning away next to her?!
That’s our little chatterbug Gabrielle! If there’s a feather teaser (or other toy) waving around, she’s most likely to be chattering at it.
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I have recently adopted some lovely marmalade kittens (one boy, one girl). They have been well introduced to their older brothers. For some reason, the kittens do not meow. They chatter, purr, and chirp, but do not meow. They hear their older brothers meow. I’m biased, as I like chatty kitties, but is this something you have run into before?
I’ve had kittens that rarely/never meow – the current bunch of kittens almost never meow, though they chatter and mrrrp from time to time. (I’ve wondered if that will change once Margeaux and Auntie Kat aren’t around to speak for them.) Some kittens just have more to say than others, I guess!
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For anyone who thinks the cats lying on those litter mats are uncomfortable, I recently bought two and can confirm that they are actually quite soft. I cannot speak to the preference for lying next to a litter box. I like to think of it as similar to people who hang out by the dump, because eventually you get to see and talk to everyone.
We have a couple of those mats in front of the litter boxes on the back porch, and Archie spent so much time sleeping on one of the mats (which stopped the others from using that litter box because they’re cowed by Archie) that I actually put an extra mat on the other side of the porch, and there’s always someone sleeping on it. (Not always, but usually Archie – so that worked well!) But yet, definitely – those mats are pretty soft and apparently quite comfy!
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Regarding the cat doors/flaps… I have a friend who purchased a cat flap that has an RFID chip reader, that keeps the flap locked unless correct microchip shows up at the door. It’s kind of pricey, but almost all microchips work, and the ones that don’t, the company sent collar tags that do operate the flaps. Would certainly cut down on the chances one of the fosters gets out the door.
We considered a cat door like that when we lived in Crooked Acres. It’s certainly worth considering, if fosters getting through the cat door turns into a problem. It hasn’t yet – in fact, they don’t seem to even realize that the doors are there. Hopefully that’ll continue!
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Where did you get the pink neon cat signs above the little closet.
Cat Lady Box! I got one in my box and decided I needed a second one. You can see/buy the lights here. I’ve got them plugged into a timer so they come on at 4 pm and go off at 9 pm.
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Have feather teaser, will travel!
The girls are outta here today! (They are being adopted together, for those who didn’t already know.) More details in Monday’s post (or you can keep an eye on Instagram/Facebook/Twitter; I plan to post along the way, but make no promises).
“I’m moving along, kid, but I think if you try hard enough, you can get that dang skwerl. I have faith in you!”
Margeaux has a snooze.
Margeaux does some bird-watching with Henri.
Margeaux hangs out with Fleur and Luc.
Katriane fell asleep leaning on the window sill, but woke up when I tried to get a picture.
“Come on up, kid! There’s plenty of room!”
She loves hanging out on the back of Fred’s chair.
Nearly time to go, sweet girl.
One last attempt at the milk bar by Henri.
One last snooze with Beauregard and Josephine.
They’re outta here. I know y’all might be tempted to be sad, but they’re going to a WONDERFUL home where they’ll be very well loved. Margeaux is ready to give up the mothering/milk bar thing, and I promise you they are going to be SO happy. The kittens might miss them for a day, but they’ll be fine. I promise!
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Oh, loony Jake. It’s not Thlurrrpsday!
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Previously
2018: Dynamo puts the bite on Gauge, who’s TRYIN’ to sleep.
2017: “You’re CRAZY!” says Telstar. “That’s WAY too big. It’ll never fit!”
2016: No entry.
2015: No entry.
2014: He’s starting with the man in the mirror.
2013: Tony is so small that he was able to pretty much walk right under Melfi. Melfi did NOT appreciate this nonsense.
2012: For something that would sting me in the eye if given half a chance, it’s got an awful lot of nerve pulling a cute maneuver like that.
2011: BUGS Tuesday.
2010: (And yes, we DO call them “Busta Rhyme”!)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: The little black Momma kitty we first saw a month or so ago was back, this time with a friend.
2005: When does this get easier, again?