3-11-20 Wednesday

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The kittens are 4 weeks old! Is it just me, or has this time flown by? They’re like real little cats now.

Here’s what they look like now:

I didn’t really have room to include their weights on this week’s photo collage, but they’re listed below. Everyone but Pablo is over a pound now, and I expect Pablo will be over a pound by next week.

Alejandro: currently 1 lb 2.4 ounces (birth weight: 5.1 ounces)
Pablo: 15.3 ounces (3.8)
Javier: 1 lb 2.3 ounces (4.7)
Carmelita: 1 lb 1.5 ounces (4.8)
Diego: 1 lb 2.7 ounces (4.1)

All the kittens are now wearing collars – Alejandro’s in orange, Pablo in purple, Diego in green, Javier still in yellow, and Carmelita still in pink.

I set up litter boxes yesterday morning, put Alejandro in one of them, and he promptly squatted and peed.

Later I put Carmelita in the litter box and she scratched around and whined a little, then after a few moments peed. None of the others used the litter box, but they’ve all been in (and gotten out on their own), so it’ll just be a matter of time.

I imagine the next week is going to be very exciting – this is generally about the time they start trying Mama’s food and figuring out the litter boxes and playing. Also… it’s about time for skitterbugging to start. I can’t wait!

“HI Mama!”
“Hi there, little whatsyerface.” (Pablo)

Alejandro, Javier and Diego go to see what’s got Mama so excited. (A plate of food, was the answer.)

“Lord help me when they start climbing.”

Alejandro in my lap directing me on how to take a proper selfie.

Getting a bath.

Annnd lying in my hand. That boy is livin’ the life!

Could Carmelita be any cuter? I think no.

Diego does a pose.

Carmelita in my lap, looking like she’s not sure she meant to be there.

And giving Pablo the ol’ slurperoo.


Jake’s keeping an eye out for Earl the Skwerl.


2019: These kittens, SO judgmental.
2018: No entry.
2017: No entry.
2016: “Oh lord, where did all these children come from?”
2015: “Bring it over HERE, lady!”
2014: I love how Ferdinand is first on the scene, both times, to investigate what’s going on.
2013: “Stop harassing me. I did some mathematic equations, realized exactly how those babies are planning to exit their current domicile, and I decided I’m NEVER going to give birth. Go away.”
2012: I think it’s safe to say that Emmy is pretty much over one Fred Anderson.
2011: That cat tree is leaning rather dangerously under the weight of Elwood (aka “Ellie Belly”), but he doesn’t care.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: “The chickens are here!” he said.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.