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Kitty sneezes, cat diseasesesssss

I haven’t posted in a couple of days and I am not wondering why because I know why. It is the fosters. Four little kittens and one homeless mommy (Milkshake is her name) that I am fostering until they find their furever homes.  All adorable, all sweet natured, all cute as buttons but the energy, OMG.

They are slowly redecorating my home in a new style I call Early Destruction.  They are into everything, want to know how everything works so they can stop it from working. They love to see how things fall down, the smaller the item, the better. All so I won’t be able to find it later. They have to help me when it is feeding time, running from dish to dish to see who has the best serving. They move furniture around (not the big pieces, …..yet) and any throw rugs I have down are always in a new place when I get up in the morning, come home in the afternoon, well, at any time. And talk about things that go bump in the night. In my house, it is every night and many, many bumps. Their toys are EVERYWHERE and I don’t even want to talk about the kitty litter pans and the litter.

Okay, I will talk about the litter pans. I have four litter pans. I clean them at least twice a day. I feel like a slave to the pans. What is funny about cleaning the pans, possibly the only funny thing about it,  is whenever I do scoop the litter, the kittens find this activity of the highest interest and just have to become part of the process, getting back into the pan and “helping me”.  All four of them. And invariably after I finish the scooping, they have to test it, make sure it still works and it is still theirs. I did discover this though. The four pans are of 4 difference sizes, from small (for the kittens) to large (for the big cats). Can someone tell me why the big cats find the little litter pans so interesting and just have to use those instead? Jeepers!

One of the kittens greets me in a very special way. She flings herself at my face, not with claws or feet but with her face. Thank goodness she is so small. It is so cute but on several occasions, I was surprised and on one occasion, it hurt! She is the nuzzler in the group, just wanting to be as close to my face as she can get so she can give me kisses. I am going to miss her the most when she finds her furever home. She also had the sniffles when she arrived which I am treating with medication, however, on several occasions, when she is bestowing me with her little kitty kisses, she full-on sneezed in my face (I think she saves the sneezes just for me) and I was at first concerned. Am I going to catch a cat disease from this little kitten? Then I decided that if I were to get really sick or even pass away because of her sneezes, how cool would it be for me to catch a cat disease! To die from a cat disease! I know, I know, that’s really weird. But again, how apropos.

All I can say is this: in my house, I don’t need to put on any music, I have the music of kittens playing really really hard. Th crinkle of the crinkle tube, the bells on their little toys, the mews/yelps of them play fighting, the thumps and thunks of their little bodies running around and into things, the patter of their little feets, and last but not least, the purrs, such loud purrs, when they discover my lap and settle down.

Yeah, I am going to miss them.

But my curtains never stood a chance. Oh well, who needs curtains!

 

Where or where does the time go? To the fosters, that’s where!

It has been a while since I posted and it just seems like everything caught up with me this past week or so. It is not like I have a really busy schedule or anything like that but I really could use a few extra hours each day along with some extra energy to accomplish more stuff during those much wished for extra hours.

I don’t know what changed this past week or two. Is it age, catching up with me when I stopped to catch my breath?  Or is it that I am still adjusting to a new schedule, what with a little part time job in the middle of the day which sort of cuts my day and ability to finish stuff in half, sorta kinda? Or could it be that the 4 little foster kittens that I volunteered to take care while they are waiting to be adopted are taking up a lot of my time and energy?

Could very well be those kittens. They are up to no good all day. Absolutely adorable and endless amounts of energy. And noisy too! I don’t know how much longer I will be their foster mom. I will be missing them and their antics when they finally get their forever homes. Most likely it will be one by one and someone in the four will end up all by itself. Poor things. But I do feel good about saving these little darlings. One at a time or in my case, 4 at a time. I am trying to get some good pics of each of them but it is an almost impossible task. They are in perpetual motion.

Here is a little description of each of them. Jaspurr is one of the blacks, very sweet and loving, a lap cat with

Junipurr

slightly longer fur than his brother but still a short hair. He is very laid back and not too concerned about loud noises or things unknown. Will probably get him into trouble later on.

His brother is Junipurr, the other half of the Purr brothers. He started out as a little more cautious and shy, had kind of scruffy fur, with a greyish colored undercoat, due most probably to poor nutrition. He has now come out of his shell, is very sweet and loving, and his fur is now healthy and shiny. He is a black patent leather beauty, sleek and sinewy.

Jaspurr

 

The third foster is Biscuit, a beautiful cream tiger, with very unusual coloring. He is the biggest of the four, a total sweetie. He was rescued from a shelter and certain death. Another lap kitty for sure. In fact, he is helping me post this blog right now, standing in front of the screen trying to catch the cursor. He is thankfully not too big so I can still see some of the computer screen. What a great little helper!

Biscuit

The last but not the least is little Dulce, who came with her name. A little tiger girl who just wants to be with her people. She arrived with Biscuit but they are not related. She also came from a shelter, saved from a certain death. She also had the sniffles so I have had to give her medications for it and she does not like medicine. But she is feeling better. Another lap cat for sure, who also likes to bestow many kisses upon the faces of her people. She is a total cuddle bunny, likes to curl up and snuggle. A real cutie pie for sure.

Dulce