Completely unsolicited I got some great updates in the last few days.
Bee Balm and Quince:
Bee Balm is quite the little character – sweet, confident and fearless; he is afraid of nothing, loves adventure and climbs everything. Quince on the other hand is extremely timid, sudden movements send him scurrying under the futon. However, Q does enjoy a good romp with the feather cat teasers. I have to be very still around him so he will come out and join in the game. I believe we will eventually get to a place where he trusts me – recently he has been hiding behind my back and I can feel his whiskers tickling me. I have decided not to hold Q until he comes up to me. Sometimes he is so involved in our game that he forgets how close he is to me. I think by the end of this week he may allow me to pet him. OMG – Quince has an ominous set of claws!
Both eat well, BB not food motivated, Q loved treats / I lure him out with them.
Ethan and Casey:
Who’d have thought these:
(Casey in the lower right)
Would turn into these:
They do not always sleep in each other’s arms. But mostly. They are wonderful to together. From wrestling to cleaning each other, they are so much fun to be around. They have each decided who their true owner is. Ethan is more in character like my older daughter and defaults to her. And Casey is more in character like my younger daughter and defaults to her. You’ll be happy to know that Casey has really come out of her shell. She will saunter over and demand a good whole body rub. She’ll even wake you when you are sleeping to get rubbed while Ethan takes advantage of our sleeping to get into all the places we won’t usually let him go.
Just a quick email update for Petey Bear (formerly Bear). We have all had a lot of upheaval recently with my finishing university, moving into my mom’s house in northern Ontario for a couple of months (which we shared with her dog and cat) and finally, a 2000 km, 2 day road trip to Saskatchewan. Petey was an absolute star throughout everything. He’s a social butterfly who loves people and other cats (although he never came to accept the dog). He is very chatty and I love talking to him because I’m pretty much guaranteed a response. He sits on command and loves cat nip, bird watching through open windows, chasing the laser pointer, occasional people food (I don’t eat meat but my mom does and Petey discovered if he hung out at meal times, she might share a tiny bit off her plate) and ‘helping’ me with my knitting. He’s down about 4 lbs since he came home with me, so we’re slowly moving in the right direction. I’ve attached a couple of pictures. The first is with his feline brother on top of him during a nap on the couch. The second is with both of my other cats, squished into a carrier during the move. They didn’t need to share such tight quarters as there was another carrier. But the donkeys chose to.
We are very happy together.
I am just sighing in happiness. Especially about Petey. You know, pretty much 100% that kittens will get adopted. Of course, amazing homes that provide updates are a bonus. But Petey … he was a big question mark. So happy.
Dexter is a girl!!!
Funny, I was looking at “him” on the weekend and worrying that his testicles were undescended. Hahahahahahaha. So I think Dexter will now be Dixie.
Dixie went for her surgery (spay & removal of her left eye) and Dot missed her horribly!! Even worse, they’re worried about her right eye and want to keep her a few days.
Comfy but it’s not the same. 😦
This was taken a couple of weeks ago …
but she still eats the same way — shoving her face into the food — even though I’ve stopped adding formula and she’s getting straight food. Her supposed-to-be-white muzzle always has a beige (or downright brown) tinge to it. She also loves to put her paws in it, kneading, as if she’s still at mom’s milk bar. So adorable!
You might be able to hear the purrs through the smacking …
How’s a person supposed to get anything done with this going on all the time? And if I dare to sit down on the couch I become a human jungle gym — ouch!
Dot has been getting around. And everyone who meets her is smitten.
I am SO very lucky that I can take special needs fosters to work. I try not to abuse the privilege but Dot’s still too little to be left all day and, besides, Dexter still needs his meds 4x a day! And it’s a nice stress relief break for people. Our IT guy was caught snuggling Dot — with Dexter at this feet, watching.
Everyone is entranced by her; she’s the smallest, feistiest foster I’ve brought in a while. She is rapidly gaining health and strength, though she still sleeps a lot, of course.
She was a huge hit at the vet office, as well. Allison had already fallen for her when we visited earlier. Now she’s completely smitten and Dr. Yvonne has joined the “Team Dot”.
I feel a little bad for Dexter. Without her sucking — sometimes literally 😉 — all the limelight, he’d be a star. He’s a cuddly, playful, sweetheart who purrs when you look at him. Still, he manages to get plenty of attention, too.
Dexter loves Dot, too!
Dot got sick! Really sick. She’d been so well and so active and so easy to look after!
I woke up the other morning and she was really lethargic. Usually she’s crying for breakfast and eager to get out of the crate. She didn’t eat her breakfast. When we got to work all she wanted to so was sleep — curled up in a tight little ball, not relaxed or sprawled the way kittens so often are. She was very warm to the touch (I don’t have a thermometer.) She refused to eat all day and got flatter and flatter. Absolutely no energy and glassy-eyed. By the end of the day she couldn’t/wouldn’t walk. She took a couple of wonky, stumbly steps and then lay down on the floor in the middle of the room.
So we stopped at the vet on the way home. She had a fever and was a little dehydrated (not suprising) and had quickly lost a lot of weight. 😦 They gave her fluids but unfortunately she’s too little for medication for the fever. They put her back on antibiotics.
When we got home she ATE! Then immediately went back to sleep. I woke her up four times, during the evening, to eat.
The next morning she was awake and crying for breakfast. She leapt out of the crate at me and wolfed down a nice breakfast. She even jumped off the coffee table because she finished so quickly and I wasn’t paying attention!
She’s still not 100% but she’s oh! so much better. That’s the way with kittens; they go down fast and they come back fast. It’s so hard to tell when to intervene or not.
Dexter living dangerously. 😉 It’s as far away as it looks but he doesn’t know that and doesn’t care!