This morning, Lisa came by to get some Noms love, and I was looking forward to seeing how Emmy and the babies reacted to having a stranger in the room. I was a bit worried that Emmy would be freaked out, but she had no reaction at all, really. Lisa even took her life in her hands and petted Emmy, and Emmy allowed it. Well, until the end, when Emmy made it known (via a hiss) that she preferred to be left alone.
The babies had no “stranger danger” reaction at all. They climbed all over Lisa, climbed in her lap, bit her. Newbery especially got flirty with her. I think they’ll all be friendly kittens as they get older, but he’s going to be the lovebuggiest of them all.
I weighed them last night. Logie continues to be the biggest at 1 pound, 6 1/2 ounces. Newbery’s at 1 pound, 4 1/2 ounces. Both Razzie and Darwin are at 1 pound, 3 ounces. It’s kind of amazing, the difference between Logie and Darwin – that 3 1/2 ounces makes a difference!
Logie desperately wants to be Furminated.
Logie was looking up at me rather than at the camera. Isn’t she gorgeous?
Logie practicing her dentistry skills on, I think, Newbery.
In my lap are Logie and Darwin, that’s Razzie in the upper left, and Newbery on the right.
They eat it, and then they make this terribly disgusted face. I’d ask why they eat it if it’s SO gross, but I’m sure I don’t want to know the answer.
By all means, roll around in the litter box, Razzie.
I love how at this age, they can play for hours by just clasping their paws together. (Oh, wait. They can do that at ALL ages, can’t they?)
First, me messing with Darwin and then with Newbery.
And then, from earlier this week, the little hellions running around like their tails are on fire.
Alice Mo and Miz Poo like to hang out in the back yard and gossip about the boys. They’ve got nothing nice to say about those boys, except maybe Corbie (“He’s dreamy!”)
2011: She deserves a little time to herself!
2010: “Am I to be punished for NOT being a harlot?”
2009: No entry.
2008: I touched her on the head once or twice, and she stared at me and shook.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
Alice Mo and Miz Poo look good together.
Love the gossip club!
Thank you for booping Newbery’s nose for me. I’ve been trying to do it for weeks, but this darn computer screen keeps getting in the way.
Wow, is Alice the same size as Miz Poo?
I laughed out loud at Razzie rolling in the litter. What kind do you use that’s safe? Does it clump? I’m always on the search for ‘better’ litter. I’m using Feline Pine Scoop now, which is nice but so lightweight it tracks everywhere.
Alice is actually a bit bigger than Miz Poo now, she weighed in at 10 1/2 pounds last month (Miz Poo is 10 pounds). So much for her not getting much bigger than 7 pounds, as the vet told us!
We’re currently using plain clay litter in the litter boxes for them. It doesn’t clump, and it’s a big pain (and needs to be replaced pretty often), but it’s safe for them. When they get older, I’ll switch back over to my usual Fresh Step/ Fresh & Light/ Cat Attract mixture.
I use World’s Best Cat Litter multi-cat formula. Some people hate the smell, but I actually find it pleasant (more pleasant than the smell of clumping clay litter anyway), and it’s 100% safe for kittens.
Razzie rolling around in the litter all “look at me!” cracked me up too! I love that they’re still wobbly on their little legs.
Alice and Miz Poo! They do look like they were gossiping, and stopped just as you got closer, lol.
Aww thank you so much for the pics and video of Newberry and Darwin. I do believe it is Newberry that I am totally in love with. Kissey kissey, hug, hug to all of them. 🙂
“Noms love”! Logie s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g!!! Darwin’s paw batting!! Newbery’s open mouth… (seriously, does it get any cuter!?!)…
So much to love here…!!!
I’m SO happy to hear that Emmy is friendly to strangers — because that’s what it was. Sure, she hissed. But that’s just her way to saying, “Enough for now”. That bodes well for her future, I think. She may be somewhat stand-offish, but she isn’t feral!
I love the shot of Logie stretching to see the top of the box. Her kitten belleh is nice and rounded belleh, just as it should be!! Emmy is a great mom, isn’t she?
I loved the videos, also. It must be great to go up to the kitten room now and see all those happy, healthy kittens running around!!
Good to know Miz Poo and Alice Mo have something constructive to do. I was worried!
And just so you know, the kittens eat the litter because they think it’s white ants!!
Logie is just so unique!! She’s gorgeous! They’re all gorgeous but Logie something else!!
So stinkin’ cute, all of ’em.
Darwin was all “stop messing with me” and Newbery was all “well if you didn’t want me to bite it you shouldn’t have given it to me!! 🙂
and what happened to the mirrors you used to have up, those were so much fun!!
Hope you are having a wonderful day.
I actually had to take the mirrors down right after we brought Emmy home. I think she was seeing her reflection and thinking it was another cat – and I’m not sure if she was trying to make friends with the other cat or was afraid of the other cat, but I found the mirrors knocked down like she was trying to get behind them. I need to remember where I put the mirrors and hang them back up, I want to get some shots of the babies looking at themselves. 🙂
How is it so late and I am looking at your kitties! Oh right, Logie! Such a pretty baby.
I just filled out a survey about pets, pet food, etc. They asked how many cats and I said 4. They only wanted answers for 3. Can’t figure how you would pick the 3 you answered about were you doing that survey.
Love the videos and pictures!!! Thank you so much.
I don’t know why but it never occurred to me how small they still are. Blah blah 5 weeks, 2ish pounds… it really didn’t compute. And then when you were able to pretty much cover Darwin with your hand in the picture I had my Aha! moment. Unless you have the hands of an NBA player…
Ha-ha, love the look on Newberry’s face when he goes to bite you and you say “hey!” mouth open, eyes wide…”What? I’m not doin’ nothin'”
and you must boop all kittens at every opportunity. it’s a right of passage, you know. 🙂