So, I’ve probably mentioned a few times that all the fosters get morning and evening snacks in the form of canned food. They all get to know the routine pretty well, and when the Taters hear me moving around the upstairs giving the ‘Maters their snack and scooping litter boxes, they start getting wound up. Stompers is especially vocal, and when I open the door to their room, Stompers comes stomping out. Sometimes Kennebec does, too. I have to herd them back into the room and listen to them HOWL at top volume while I’m putting their snack on the plate.
I wouldn’t want y’all to miss out, so here you go – a completely unedited video. Probably a rock concert would do less damage to your eardrums. Turn your sound WAY UP to get the full experience.
So, after a few days of spending the entire day in Fred’s room and the evenings with the babies, Brandywine decided that she had had ENOUGH. She howled and dug at the door until I gave in and took her back to her babies. I’ve seen clear evidence that she knows how to make the babies back off when she wants to, so I’m not too worried about her. We also moved a bigger cat tree back into the foster room so she can jump up onto that if she needs time away from them.
2011: No entry.
2010: Kittens… and a bucket of squash!
2009: No entry.
2008: I’m off to take Kara and her babies to the vet to be spayed and neutered.
2007: Happiest! Cat! Ever!
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.