Random musings!

Kitten stuff first!

Heather ended up coming over last night, due to my constant pestering. She brought a dog crate with her to put Chai and her kittens in. I haven't had a pregnant cat in, oh, 14 years. So everything = freakout. Every time I go into the room, she's at the front of the crate meowing to be set free - she wants attention from me. I let her out for 20 minutes as per Heather's instructions, and ofc, she doesn't want to go back in with her kittens, even as they meow for her.

Then, at two am, she had some vaginal bleeding. Freakout number 1000 for the day. It took all my restraint not to make frantic phonecalls.

Heather also told me to google Fading Kitten Syndrome - and now every time I go in the room, I'm just glad to see all 5 kittens piled together and alive - as sad as that is.

So, random musing #1.

As terribly and incredibly lame as it sounds, I am loving this whole "community" I've been exposed to. Heather stayed for about two hours yesterday and we just talked about cats. &I definitely know that feeling, trying to tell some random person "oh man, my cat did this awesome thing" and the expression on their face goes blank. I'm so happy I can have an excuse to write about cats, and believe (whether or not it's actually true!) that someone is reading it. I love reading other people's blogs and knowing they're as crazy as I am. &I just love being able to actually have a conversation with, and meet!, other people who get where I am coming from. I have 11 cats in my house at the moment - and someone has MORE cats than me!

#2

I still cannot help but laugh when someone "thanks" me for fostering, or tells me that I'm doing a good thing. Are you kidding me? I get to play with kittens...I should be thanking TCR! My idea of a charitable or selfless act definitely includes some sort of personal inconvenience. Giving blood today, that could be construed as charitable as I had to overcome my fears and bear through the discomfort...but this? Seriously, cuddling kittens as some sort of self sacrifice? Before I sat down to write this, I was cuddling Emmet (who is getting more and more "calm" by the day, in that he now loves to just sit in my lap & be petted) who proceeded to sneeze all over my face. My instantaneous reaction to this was to burst out laughing. I don't know what it is, I just love them so much...and it's such an amazing gift to be able to have them here.

#3

Heather held Emmet and remarked that he was really well socialized. &inside, it just made my heart light up. I have seriously tried *so* hard to make these kittens as happy, healthy, and adoptable as possible. I am a *very* shy person. I have probably had more people in my house in the last month than I had in the entire previous year. I want Bart & Emmet to not be "shy" like my other cats for the mostpart are - I want them to be outgoing and willing to play with anyone. I was just so happy to hear someone say that it was working :).

By the way, my stairs look like the bloodied battlefield after the great "Kitten War". It is *SO* freaking hot here - as you walk down the hall you just pass cats laying on the floor, on their sides, on their backs. It's so cute...but it reminds me I do need to turn on the AC.

Oh, and I also bought a Furminator today as they had them at my #4 store in search of kitten food. I've just heard glowing reviews of it from other cat owners...I will let you know how it works!