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Prissy’s Transformation

I don’t know what traumatic thing had happened to Prissy before she came to live with us, but my husband and I are sure something must have. She was only ten weeks old when we volunteered to foster her and the other remaining sibling along with the two kittens we were planning on adopting. The other kittens would scamper around the house, chasing each other and jumping on us. But Prissy … well Prissy just sat stiff and scared, always a safe distance away from us. After a few weeks, something traumatic really did happen to Prissy at our house. While she and Milo were chasing each other, she got spooked by a wire fence that had been placed next to the outer door to keep them safe until they learned the area. She then ran into the litter box room and wildly tore down a loosely constructed wall (which we did not realize was ‘loosely’ constructed until she tore it down). That did it for Prissy. Within minutes she had jumped on top of the Coke machine and would not come down the whole night. I worried whether she would eat, come down to use the litter box or ever be normal again.

The next day was not much better; in fact, it may have been a little worse. She had moved completely away from the others and spent her time on top of one of the two litter boxes in the litter box room. Poor Milo felt so badly that he sat on top of the second litter box, being such a supporting (and I believe worried) sibling. Prissy did eventually get off the litter box that evening, but several months went by and she still would swat at us if we tried to rub or even get near her. Despite, and partially because of these actions, we decided to adopt Prissy and the other female kitten, Misty, in addition to the two we had already adopted.  We had somehow developed an affection for Prissy. She was a beautiful kitten, and we felt that if another family adopted her, they might assume that she was a sweet kitten. If she were to lash out at someone, it might be to her detriment. So we were determined to love that kitten and treat her well even if she never reciprocated our affection as the other kittens were doing. We were determined to do the best for that kitten and take care of her just as we did for the others no matter how she reacted to us. Months passed. Then at about seven months of age, Prissy made a dramatic transformation that we still cannot believe. She started slowly, moving closer to us, then eventually stepping onto our laps. That led to actually sitting on my husband’s lap. She learned to jump into a chair and look at us with longing eyes, with an arched back that just begged to be rubbed.  Today at ten months, she is no longer timid or traumatized, Prissy never gives up on what she wants. She is the one who pulls the wooden plugs out of the furniture and hangs on to the play toys with her teeth so tightly that the other kittens hardly have a chance. Instead of looking like a scared cat, she now holds her tail up proudly and confidently. We would have cared for that cat anyway, but it sure is more pleasant that she’s decided to really be a happy part of the family!Image

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Four Kittens and a String

Kittens are a joy to watch. Today when I presented our four with a new 2 ½ yard twill ‘string’, they seemed so delighted. What fun they had with it. It brought them all together — connecting them in a pleasant experience. As I continued to watch them play, I realized that most of us could probably learn something from their behavior. Joy does not come from the value of what we have, but with how we come together and experience the fun things in life with simple things. During this holiday season, with all its commercialism, expectations, and yes, even disappointments, may you and yours find some joy in the simple things!Image

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Announcing …

OK, first of all let me say that this was certainly not the plan. We lost our two beloved cats over the last couple years and reached a point where we were ready for another kitten — really two kittens. A friend who volunteers at a local no-kill shelter told me of a pregnant cat. She informed me when the kittens were born and the shelter’s website displayed pictures of the newborns’ faces. We studied the pictures and decided there were a couple of the kittens that somehow pulled at us. When we first visited them at only a few weeks of age, we again zeroed in on the two we had identified in the website’s pictures. We told the shelter we wanted to adopt those two and started visiting the shelter on a weekly basis. We would hold all four of the kittens, but basically “oohed” and “ahhed” over the two we had selected, taking plenty of pictures along the way. At twelve weeks of age, we highly anticipated arriving at the shelter to retrieve the two male kittens, now already named Milo and Pepe. Before we walked inside the cat cottage that day, the shelter’s director met us in the parking lot and informed us that the kittens were very sick with a respiratory virus. We were still determined to take those two chosen kittens home and treat them. Seeing them that day was not easy. Their eyes were so infected and they were all huddled together in their cage. Nevertheless we got the two male kittens into their little carriers as their mother intently watched. Just as soon as we got them to their new home, an amazing sight was in store for us. Those ‘sick’ kittens ran and ran and ran. It was a joy to see. Within an hour, we had made the decision to foster the other two. If the two we had were this happy, then the other two needed attention also, and we wanted to also give them a chance. The shelter’s director was very appreciative of the offer, and we went back to get the other two the same day. After the two girls arrived home, we were determined to give them the best of care, BUT we did not want to get attached to those two fur balls.  So we gave them temporary names of #1 and #2. That would keep it just a little more impersonal, or so we thought. And so the treatments began. Twice and sometimes three times daily, we cleaned and medicated their eyes, along with giving them additional medication. We gave them the best of food and clean water, and they had plenty of room to run and play. And run and play they did! These kittens loved it here. We soon realized the kittens were not acting according to the “plan”. The plan was for the girls to stick together so they could be returned to the shelter after they were better and ready to be adopted. But that didn’t really happen. The kittens weren’t pairing off that way. And we were falling for the girls too despite telling ourselves four kittens just could not be. As the weeks went by, seeing all four of them together and the joy they gave each other, not to mention the joy they were giving us, just melted our hearts. #1 and #2 were given names – Eden and Misty. This was getting serious. There was no turning back now. They were “in”. So today I happily announce that these four kittens will stay together! Welcome to the family — Eden, Misty, Pepe and Milo!!!

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Meet the Kittens

Since I mentioned the kittens in my launch post, I’ll give a few details today. We have been caring for four kittens, all from the same litter and born on May 2, for the last two weeks. Two of them we plan to adopt, and the other two we are fostering. Their mother’s name is Misty. She was rescued from a kill shelter. All the kittens are beautiful (aren’t all kittens beautiful?) and so different, both in markings and personalities. The lucky future adoptees are Pepe and Milo, who both happen to be the males. As for the foster female kittens, we have temporarily named the fuzzy white one No. 1 and the spotted one No. 2. It is way too easy to get attached to these little creatures. Those names at least makes things slightly more impersonal. I’m not sure it is working though. The kittens’ sweet faces will be revealed in future posts.

(left & clockwise – No. 1 (white), Pepe (black & white), No. 2 (white with spots), Milo (gray) )

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