September 9th 2011 6:33 am
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OK - so first: we're sorry we haven't kept up with anyone's diaries. There's probably a heck of alot of stuff that's gone on that we know nothing about. Case in point - we just saw last night that our friend Manytoes (so named for obvious reasons) was under the weather with a urinary blockage. He's back home now after having some stressful V-E-T time - yall all know what THAT'S like! And now his Mama will have to look into the whole special diet thingy. Any of you reading this (though considering we've been gone so long, there may not be many!) who have special insight into this problem, might want to drop in and play "the Aunt Suzie routine" with advice - this may be one of those times when advice is not unwelcome! :)
Second: Tuesday, the Mama and Papa took advantage of the fact that the kittens were off the porch playing (they thought) in the grass, and they did some cleaning up of the porch area where they'd been staying. They took some stuff out of the way and made the bedding area more comfortable - not adding anything new, just allowing for more space and better coverage from the elements. It isn't the permanent shelter they were intending to set up for the winter, but would still be something better for when the temps start to fall lower than the low 50's it's already been hitting.
Well, apparently this was not to Mama Cat's liking. Everyone was there for dinner, but the great exodus must have happened right after, because things were very quiet after that. Next morning, no one came to eat breakfast... or lunch... or dinner.
Papa Cat came by and ate what was sitting out, but no sign of anyone else. The pawrents weren't sure how they felt - disappointed...maybe a little relieved, if you can forgive them. Wondering what they were going to do with all this cheaper catfood (if there is such a thing) that they bought for the ferals. Sleeper, never the picky eater, is waving her paw in the air: "Oh, I know, I know!!!"
Then last night, Mama Cat shows up by herself, looking for dinner. Our Mama fed her - hoping, but not feeling too sure, that Mama Cat was at least still nursing her babies some where, since they probably aren't world class hunters yet. Hoping that Mama Cat hadn't just abandoned those babies like she did us, but under some other window where the people wouldn't be caring about them. After Mama C left, our Mama went to look under the shelter, just to make sure no one was there - it was empty.
This morning, there was Mama C at the door as usual for breakfast. Our Mama put out the food - not as much as she had been since Mama C was alone. But as she was bringing the full water bowl back, there was one of the black kittens eating with Mama C!!! Our Mama quick ran back inside and got the rest of the can of food and dumped it in the pan. Baby had run away, of course - they are the most skittish kittens, and BTW - completely silent - they NEVER mew. (Sleeper could give them lessons on that one. She made a heck of a racket as a baby, and she hasn't stopped since!) But when the Mama looked out the window, there they ALL were - Mama C and all four kits. And they were eating like they hadn't eaten in...well, a couple of days!
So, guess we're back in the kitten farm business - Hummpph!
Aw yer mama & papa jus' skeered 'em a lil bit. You know we cats don' likes changes an takes a while to get used to 'em.
happee wee kittehs samhain N sleeper; high paws N headbonks ta yur mom for takin care of em;
trooly...while four kittehs seems like a lot oh kittehs, itz like way less then say...oh...409,223,853,457,491 kittehs.....
ok then, peace out N rock on haza pawsum week oh end :)
Yeah, guess the kitties did just get scared. They are so wild - they don't even like to have someone watch them from the window. They run away! And I guess the Tabbsters are right, 4 kitties are way-y-y-y less than 409,223,853,457,491 kitties. That would take a whole heck of alot more catfood than the Mama and Papa bought!
Guess they just got a little scared - bet they were happy to get the food!
This morning the kittens were definitely coming out of the shelter and not the bushes after Mama put the breakfast out. I watched from the window how she put down the food, then backed away several feet and crouched. At first the kittens ran back when they saw her, but then gradually they came back to eat, only running when she moved again. So that's a start.
They WERE hungry! The Mama came back in and got another half a can for them. They came back to eat most of that, but left some. She'll probably put the rest of the can out when she leaves for the shop.
Awww, thank you Samhain, for mentioning me in
your diary. I appreciate it, young lady.
Glad your doing better Manytoes.
Patience, they will gain trust eventually. Once they get petted even if they are still skittish they will like it. You know you were that kit outside one time too.
Hey I love your name. I'll add them to my diary.
Aw, that's sweet that your parents are feeding a cat family. I hope the kittens become more social.
And I love your name too! I wish I could think up a good name for myself.
Thanks Capt. Zoe.
Toki - how about the Abyssianian Abbatoir? Of course, you run the risk of people calling you "Abby" for short on account of the fact that it's so hard to pronounce, let alone spell! I had to look up abbatoir just to make sure I had it right. It means slaughterhouse and rhymes with "air guitar"!
Yeah, and I don't think you spelled Abyssinian right either, dearie!
What are you, Nails - the Queen Spelling Bee?!