My beloved Kitty, Gizmo
Feral cat update!
...well, can't call them feral anymore, since they're all relaxed around me, and come to me willingly these days.
The kittens are finally old enough to start exploring the yard a bit. They're a bit shaky on their legs, but they still manage to scoot along at a surprisingly fast pace when something excites them.
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I wish I used my camera, rather than my iPhone, but these little photo ops pop up entirely at random.
They're so cute! I've been enjoying the ongoing saga of these Cat Tales of yours. Keep it up!
Lovely pictures, and thanks for both posting and sharing.
Mind you, if they come to you willingly, I assume that it may be possible to plan the inevitable trip to the vets…….otherwise, this is a tale that will run and run…..
Thank you. It's fun taking them.
And yes, as fun as it is having the kittens around, I don't want to be a stray cat hostel for the rest of my life. The next call to the cat ladies, and/or the eventual trip to the vet is currently in the planning stages.
It's going to be hard getting rid of them, though. Especially Fuzzskillet (the other two I've tentatively dubbed Pete and Orange Dot). But it has to be done. As I said before, I thought I had too many cats before the ferals arrived.
What about Mother Cat - will you manage to ensnare her in the interest of population control, too?
I'll have to at some point. The one thing that worries me is that she'll end up being traumatized by the experience, much as the original Mom Cat was. It's taken a lot of time and patience to tame her, and it'd be a little tragic if it ended up being all for naught.
But since I don't intend on becoming a kitten farm, I'll have to do it. We'll see how it goes.
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Well, you never know. Cap Cat might like all that tomcat attention.
Though with that in mind, motherhood is taken quite a bit out of her. She was a fairly round cat even before she became pregnant. Since she's had the kittens, she's lost some of her fur, and a ton of weight. It'd probably be for the best to give her the snip, rather than worrying she'll become feral again.
And hopefully, unlike Mom Cat, she won't spend 3 days lost down in the ductwork in the basement. I'm sure that contributed more to her hatred of humanity than the surgery itself.
Smokey. On the dining room table, where he's been repeatedly told is not a place for napping cats.
He gives me pretty much that same expression that's in the photo.And does he pay the slightest degree of heed to your admonitions on this matter? (The question is rhetorical).
Yes, we want to see pictures of all five of them! Isn't that why Al Gore invented the Internet, for cat pictures?I have 5 cats. Not sure if anyone wants to see pictures of them all. So here is Basket, yes her name is Basket