Several people asked yesterday how long Koko has been here. I got her on January 19th, but someone had her for a week before that, so the very latest she could have gotten pregnant would have been January 13th. That means that the very least she could be pregnant – like, if she were found and brought inside while she was still smoking her post-coital cigarette – is 28 days. If you subtract 28 days from 65 (the average gestation period for a cat), that leaves us with 37 days. So I guess by St. Patrick’s Day we’ll know one way or the other, right?
In the meantime, there is no doubt in my mind that that girl is in heat. She’s doing the marching, the constant calling, the presenting. A Google search turns up a thousand people saying “Cats can’t go into heat when they’re pregnant!” and another thousand saying “Of course cats can go into heat when they’re pregnant!”, so there you go.
On the up side, she went from “Don’t touch the belly!” to “Here is my belly, and you shall rub it” in the past couple of days, so when there’s movement I should be able to see and feel it.
If you’d like to feel our pain, put this video on repeat in a central location in your house, so that you can’t get away from the sound, and turn it up. That’s what she does alllll night long. She does take short breaks just long enough for me to start to fall asleep before she starts up again, the brat.
2015: “Okay, lady. Time for the belly rubbing!”
2014: “They have really pretty kittens in there,” thinks Dennis.
2013: No entry.
2012: Alice Mo approves of Everett’s form.
2011: Okay, so, the story on Reacher.
2010: Oh, M’Lynn. Break my heart, why don’t you?
2009: Miz Poo will put up with the kittens as long as they don’t get TOO much in her space.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.