So Molly Marinara is off for her spay surgery this morning! I expect things will go well and she’ll be back here by mid-day or thereabouts. I’ll attempt to keep her sequestered in the bathroom for a little while, but if past mamas are anything to go by, she will object loudly and will be back with her kittens pretty quickly. (Also judging by previous mamas, she will continue to produce milk and will let the kittens nurse until they’re separated… though she might surprise us and wean them. ::Wave of acknowledgement to Neko (formerly Katriane), the only one of our mamas to actually wean her kittens before they were separated:: )
Wait! Don’t go yet! You have to say hello to Hannah Hollandaise, the newest Dipper.
Hannah Hollandaise came to us last Wednesday (and you thought I couldn’t keep a secret.) She was part of a colony of cats trapped near Animal Control; she has two sisters who were over 2 pounds and were spayed (they are currently at Petsmart on University Drive here in Huntsville, Alabama if you’re local and in the market for a kitten or two), but Hannah was just a bit too small to be spayed.
Molly is such a mild-mannered cat that I thought she’d be okay with Hannah as an addition to the room. Just to be safe, we set up a cage in the room where Hannah could stay for a few days and Molly could get used to her. The instant Molly caught sight of Hannah, she started growling and hissing, which surprised me. She calmed down a bit over the next day (I only let Hannah out of the cage if I was in the room), and I thought things were going well. I made sure to keep myself between Molly and Hannah, but Saturday evening I wasn’t paying attention and Molly decided she’d just had ENOUGH and went after Molly. She didn’t hurt her (I’m not entirely sure she even made contact, but there was a lot of screaming (from Molly)(and possibly me) and flying fur). So I started moving Hannah into the bathroom during the day. Sunday and Monday I got into a routine where I’d put Hannah in the bathroom and then put two of Molly’s kittens in with her for a couple of hours, then swap them out for another 2 and so on.
I had actually made arrangements to take Hannah to stay at Michelle’s when I changed my mind because she is SUCH a sweet little thing. I suggested to Fred that we put Hannah in the sitting room off of his room during the day (it’s just like the room off the kitten room where I have the litter boxes, only his sitting room has a window), and then at night return her to the cage in the foster room. That way she’d have the day to run around and play (with other kittens to keep her company) and perhaps over time Molly will become acclimated to her presence and decide she’s not so bad. Fred agreed that I could do that (while grumbling about it).
So that’s what we’re going to do for now – fingers crossed that Molly finds some love (or hey, even tolerance) in her heart for that sweet little blue-eyed girl.
In a corner of the back yard is a lace-leaf Japanese Maple, and under the Maple is what I’m pretty sure is liriope/monkey grass. I pointed out that area to Fred when we were looking at the house. “The cats will love hanging out there!” I said.
Within 10 minutes of being allowed into the back yard, this was Archie. (He’s hard to spot, but he’s there!)
2020: I pulled this cave out of the cabinet to see what the kittens thought, and Winter approved completely.
2019: No entry.
2018: Millie’s all “ALWAYS SOMEBODY’S BUTT IN MY FACE!”
2017: Chip’s all “I’VE GOT IT!!!”
2016: Spruce is all “I sees what you’re doin’ there, lady.”
2015: This is what I did during the 2 1/2 weeks while I was gone:
2014: No entry.
2013: Brandon is NOT sharing his toy and you better BACK OFF (you can hear him growling)
2012: “YOU ARE A STRANGER TO ME. I AM CONSIDERING PUTTING ON MY STRANGER DANGER FLOOF.”
2011: But she IS working on her anger management…
2010: Poor long-suffering Moxie.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.