#kitten update

do you live in or near Oklahoma? would you be willing to make a side quest to adopt a new baby? do you want to do me a huge favor? then you may be eligible to adopt the Little Prince! (his foster name)

the prince is a stray I recently picked up because he ran directly towards my car, displaying his incredible lack of intelligence and survival instincts! he seemed in good health at first, but he was absolutely riddled with fleas and parasites, one of the worst I've ever seen. he's been with me for a bit, he's been medicated and is now very healthy, gaining some weight, and he's very very VERY sweet!! if you get your face close to him, he loves to headbutt. if you have other pets who are friendly, he's also able to adapt to New Friends, given a little time! he's a petite little boy with small paws, and he weighs about 6 pounds. there's a reason we call him The Little Prince, he's destined to sit on top of a silk cushion.

Hey, so, I've failed to deliver on some promises. There are reasons for that. I was sick, yeah, and one of our creatures needed medical care, but also...

We.

Have.

KITTENSSS!

And...that's a problem. Not actually good news, because mama is young, and homeless. But it's hard not to be a little happy. I mean, kittens are awesome. So, we brought them in. It wasn't even a question.

Lady Gray is one of our local ferals. We weren't even certain she was a she until Monday. She delivered five seemingly healthy potatoes in secret. We discovered them when one of these spuds (the blond) squirmed out of their hiding place, only to get stuck in a cobweb--and then, started screeching.

Cue a daring rescue: knowing she wouldn't follow us inside, we locked up our other kids, I picked up the cat shelter--babies and all--and I stole it. That she didn't go for this was a shock. We had to lure her into a carrier, and she. Was. Not. Pleased. How dare we try to contain her?!

(She always looks at you like she's got a knife in her purse. But she's fine. That's just her face. We're hoping she warms up.)

We have no idea when she had them, but their eyes were all still closed until yesterday, which means 8-12 days old, max. Five is a lot of babies for a young lady. We're taking turns refilling her food bowl, arranging her little sock puppets so they all get to eat, and being hissed at. She tolerates Dez, but she does not like me. I am not the Food Person, so I am not welcome. (Even when I bring food. And snacks.)

We know who the father is--a local himbo, Marma--and he will be paying for his crimes with a round of TNR. We meant to catch him ages ago, but things just kept coming up. Now that this has come up, his time has come. Happy Father's Day, Marma. Your bill is due.

Dez and I both work full-time, and care for a number of old and sick animals as it is. One of our kids just had major surgery, too, so taking these guys to the vet is going to be rough. We're not to the point of dropping a Go Fund Me, but I can't promise that won't happen later. We're going to have to figure out what to do with them, too.

But, for now, we're happy to keep them warm and safe while they work on figuring out how limbs work. The light one (Biscuit the Loud) just learned he can slap his siblings to steal their spots. When those eyes are all open, it's going to be a real party...

If it's quiet for a bit longer, you know why. We hope you'll forgive us. Because she certainly won't.

He can't make it to the litter box either, it happened yesterday but today 2 times so vet it is 😔 I really hope he will be fine 🤞 He eats & plays though!

We first thought it might be because of churu plus they got a lot of treats during the introduction but he didn't get any today. Can be stress? Worms? He also grooms the new kitty a lot. Anyway I don't want to speculate we will see.