I can’t believe I didn’t address this in the post where I introduced Charles: no, we’ve never had a father cat present before – in fact, I don’t know that we’ve ever even known who the fathers of our previous mama kitties’ were.
(That’s a really convoluted sentence, I hope it’s understandable.)
Actually, now that I think about it, I believe they suspected a particular unaltered male of being the father to both Kristi’s and Katia’s kittens, but he didn’t come here, he was neutered and adopted out (I might not be remembering that right, though.)
Someone asked if Caroline and Charles would be adopted out together, and at this point I’m not sure. We’re going to see how they do this next couple of months. I don’t think they act particularly bonded, BUT it’s still pretty early yet. I keep hoping to sneak in and find them curled up together, but they seem pretty content each in their own space for the moment.
Neighborhood watch.
She is SUCH a playful girl.
Watching her play.
Toy in her mouth, pausing to sharpen her claws.
Those eyes!
Keeping watch.
He loves that pie plate.
Taking a rest.
I don’t know how obvious it is in pictures, but I think the belly is visibly larger than it was when we got her. Between Thursday and Sunday, she gained nearly half a pound. She’s eating well and enjoying her thrice-daily canned food, but she isn’t eating voraciously yet.
There’s no belly movement yet, though yesterday was the first time she slowed down long enough for me to look at her belly long enough to determine that there wasn’t any movement. She’s gone from pretty friendly to a full-on love bug. When I sit on the floor of the foster room now, she marches over, puts her paws on my knee, and reaches up to head-butt me, then demands petting. She is just so darned sweet. They both are!
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Newt strikes a pose.
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Previously
2018: She’s a GOOD girl.
2017: Frankie, one year ago (we briefly called him Malachi.)
2016: No entry.
2015: No entry.
2014: Why you gotta break my heart, you little scaredy cat?
2013: Miz Poo says, “GREAT. I just got rid of the party girl, and this nutball moves in upstairs. I gotta stop renting and get my own house.”
2012: The black Peppers come back to Crooked Acres for a break.
2011: No entry.
2010: I’m not sure why separating skittish and semi-feral kittens works so well, but it always does.
2009: They are super-playful little girls.
2008: Believe it or not, I’m walkin’ on air!
2007: At the Copacatbana! They fell in love!
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
I just adore Caroline. And Charles isn’t too bad either!
Caroline’s playfulness, alone, will get her adopted sooo fast. She is just adorable!
Their little Half-Pints are going to be stunning!
I was wondering if you’re concerned about Caroline’s maternal instincts (or lack thereof) kicking in once her kittens are born? 8 months is young; she’s still a kitten herself in some ways. Have you ever fostered such a young mama cat?
My Smokey was about the same age as Caroline when she had her kittens and she was a great mum as far I remember…
I think Caroline will do just fine with her family…
I thought I noticed yesterday that Caroline’s belly seemed larger.
Oh, I so very much love kitties who head-butt!
That is why my sweet boy is named Billy … as in Billy goat… he demands his pets by head butting like crazy <3
Is it too early for movement? I hope all goes good for the little sweet heart!
Doesn’t it also have to do with how Charles reacts to the kittens?
Newt is so beautiful – I just want to scoop him up and snuggle him.
In the two pictures of Charles on the scratcher showing his side it looks like he has a penguin on his back offering an egg. 🙂
I totally see it now that you’ve pointed it out!
She’s so tiny and playful, I would think she was a kitten you were fostering if I didn’t know better!