I realized that today marks seven years since I introduced the litter known as The Seven to y’all. Elijah (who was recently returned) is now at Petsmart, and you can see pictures of him on the Challenger’s House Facebook page. He grew up to be gorgeous!
It always blows me away when I remember that the tiny little runt Beulah weighed EIGHT OUNCES (you read that right!) at 6 1/2 weeks old. All of the Fakers – who are 3 weeks old today – are several ounces more than that. Beulah was one tiny little thing.
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Susie, giving her mama the Eyes of Love.
Bert Macklin would like to know what’s going on out HERE.
“Hallo, lady!” says Art Vandelay.
“Well, I don’t see anything interesting out THERE!” declares Princess Consuela.
Princess Consuela and Ken Adams, snuggling up.
Oh, the nose and toeses.
Lineup. Left to right: Susie, Art Vandelay, Chanandler Bong, and Bert Macklin.
Another pileup. Chanandler Bong will have you know that a bed made of kittens is COMFY.
Art Vandelay, keeping an eye on me while everyone sleeps. He’s so bright-eyed and curious. If he and Ken Adams team up, we’re in trouble!
Chanandler, with something to say. If you look closely, you can see the little row of teef on the bottom. These babies are growing up way too fast!
I moved the crate – Regina, kittens and all – into the bathroom yesterday so I could clean the foster room. After I brought the crate back into the room, I put the kittens in a basket so I could change out the bedding. The basket was right next to the crate, and just as I put the clean blanket down into the crate, Ken Adams climbed over the side of the basket and into the crate. I’m really surprised that no one has escaped the crate yet. I keep expecting it to happen, but maybe they figure that there’s nothing worth exploring outside their crate yet. I imagine that they’ll start escaping any time now.
I weighed them yesterday. The lightest is Susie, at 13.1 ounces, and the heaviest is Ken Adams at 14.5 ounces. They’re fat and healthy, and Regina is doing a wonderful job keeping them fed. I’ve been giving her Fancy Feast canned kitten food (and she has kitten kibble – Babycat – available at all times) and jars and jars of Gerber chicken baby food. I think she’s getting bored with the canned kitten food, and none of the adult canned food I’ve offered has interested her. I’m pretty sure she’d like a chicken baby food IV, but that stuff is expensive (around $1 a jar here), and she can demolish a plate of it in about 30 seconds. I’m going to keep trying, I’m sure that sooner or later I’ll find a food that meets her approval.
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“What?” Maxi came over for snack time, rested for a few minutes, and then headed back to the garage where she snoozed the day away in her “apartment” upstairs. It’s a rough life, is what it is.
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Previously
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: The little pink paws – seriously. Do they kill you dead, or what?
2012: “Good lord, I hope I don’t look half as dorky as you when I’m waiting to get my treat.”
2011: Do you see this face?
2010: “What babies?”
2009: Meet The Seven.
2008: No entry.
2007: How cute are these guys?
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.