Three years ago yesterday (though I didn’t post about it until two days later), Khaleesi had her litter of kittens. While she was in labor, we got a call that a newborn kitten had lost his mother and siblings, and would we be willing to try introducing the orphan to Khaleesi? We decided to give it a try. The people who had him brought him right to us, and we rubbed him down with a rag covered in birthing goo (sorry to be so technical – and okay, a little gross!) and slipped him in among her kittens. She had one more kitten after he arrived, and though she was puzzled and knew that something wasn’t right, I don’t think she was ever quite sure what had happened. She was a wonderful mother to him as well as her own kittens, and I have to admit that it’s one of my favorite stories.
That kitten, of course, was Norbert – almost always called Norbie – and when he was ready to be adopted, he went off to Chicago to live the wild life with Kirsten.
Here, as a reminder (as if you could ever forget da Norbs!), is a collage of Norbie pics.
And here he is now!
Thanks for the pictures, Kirsten! You know we love seeing that sweet boy.
Happy third birthday to Norbie, to Hook (formerly Puff), and to Scorch, Ember, and Ruth – and if you adopted one of those kittens (or ANY of our former fosters), we love love LOVE updates!
I don’t usually announce this sort of thing in advance, but I can’t imagine this falling through, so I am announcing that as of Saturday:
They’re still here with us ’til they’re neutered and ID chipped and have all their vaccinations near the end of the month, but they are going home TOGETHER (love it!), and I bet we’ll get updates on them from time to time. Isn’t it awesome?
So just so y’all know: if you’re seriously interested in adopting any of the remaining four kittens (Chanandler Bong, Ken Adams, Princess Consuela, Susie) or Regina Phalange, let me know and I’ll shoot an application your way. They’ll be ready to go in early June. It would be awesome if they could all go straight from here to their new homes.
Can you believe that the Fakers are TWO months old as of yesterday? Here they are at 1 week old, and 2 months old.
And here’s each of them in a posed (or refusing to pose) picture.
Do you get the impression that these kittens are 100% over my shenanigans? I certainly do!
Here are a couple of outtakes from the 2-month pictures.
In honor of their birthday, we put the screen door up at the bottom of the stairs and opened the foster room door to let the kittens and Regina have the run of the upstairs. It went well – the kittens spent pretty much the entire day hanging out in Fred’s room. They all came to the bottom of the stairs, looked through the door, and went back upstairs. They definitely enjoyed having more room to roam, though I think it made Regina a little nervous, having her kittens spread all over the upstairs. I’m sure she’ll adjust after a couple of days.
Video! Wild times in the foster room. There’s a lot of Ken Adams and Art Vandelay, some Chanandler Bong – and lots of running and jumping. Which, y’know, is unusual for 2 month old kittens!
2015: Apparently, walking around with a piece of litter hanging off his lip is going to be Shecky’s “thing.”
2014: Tricki Friday.
2013: Or perhaps you’d prefer a floofier, more robust flavor?
2012: “You must rub da belleh.”
2011: Meet Dorothy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: (Side note: If your heart doesn’t melt and pour out your belly button when Kara rubs her face against Kaylee, there is no hope for you.)
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.