7-22-10 – Martin, Los Gatitos, and the Bookworms.

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I adore Martin’s eye makeup. See how it goes around his eyes at the bottom and then goes out at the sides with a dramatic flair?

This boy, oh he is SO CUTE. He’s gotten past this whole “feral” nonsense at breathtaking speed. Now when you walk into the room, he doesn’t run and hide, he just sits there. And then when you lay down with him, he comes right over to play. He purrs, he rubs, he rolls onto his belly and play-fights with you.

I think he’s lonely, honestly. I think giving him some playmates will be a good thing. I hope they get along!

We’re still worried that he must have siblings out there somewhere. Last night, Fred put the trap out with a plate of tasty mackerel inside, hoping that we’d catch one of them, or possibly even his mother. (Martin’s mother, that is. Not Fred’s. Fred’s mother isn’t partial to mackerel.)

We caught Maxi. Probably tonight we’ll catch Newt or Coltrane. Hopefully our cats will figure out to stay away from the trap eventually. All we can do is keep setting it.

In the meantime, Martin is safe and well-fed. He’s using the litter box like a champ (he’s such a skillful litter box user that for the first two days I was beside myself with worry because he wasn’t using the litter box. Then I went digging with the scoop and found out that he’d been using it plenty. He just managed to make the litter box look completely untouched!), and he’s putting up with being kissed.

It’s hard to stop kissing his sweet face.

Someone asked if we might make Martin a permanent resident. In the past when I’ve categorically said “NO MORE CATS,” we’ve gotten another cat within seconds. So I’ll carefully say that at this point, we do not intend to keep him. We plan to raise him ’til he’s neutered and there’s room at the adoption center, then we’ll kiss him and wish him a happy life.

We’ll see how that goes.

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Sofia, mid-knead.


Sleepy Hermano.


I love that all the kittens love this hammock on the cat tree.

Sending Sofia off to her new home seems to have changed the dynamic in the kitten room. Pancho’s as friendly as he ever was, but now Hermano’s started to come around. When I walk into the room, they both come right over and purr and rub against my ankles. Evita, on the other hand, runs and hides behind the chair. She’s a bit skittish – and thus the reason you haven’t seen many pictures of her. She’s starting to come around slowly, though. Last night she almost let me pet her.

I figure she’ll turn friendly about ten minutes before I have to cart them off to the adoption center tomorrow!

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Corbett, in his favorite spot on the couch. Which used to be Spanky’s favorite spot.


Bolitar makes himself at home on top of the pantry. We put that cat bed up there when we brought the pantry in from the garage, intending for Joe Bob to sleep in it (he always slept in the cat bed on top of the bookcase that used to be there), but he wasn’t interested. I guess it’s good that someone is getting use out of it!


Pretty Rhyme.

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Someone asked for an update on Coltrane.

Coltrane is doing just fine, after his neuter surgery. He’s mostly forgiven us for that.

We don’t always see him every day (I’m still not completely sure whether he belongs to someone in the area, so he very well might be spending most of his time there), but he’s around most mornings and evenings. I think he spends a good part of his night in the back yard (which is fenced in and safe, though small possums can get under the fence, apparently), and usually Fred sees him in the mornings. He hangs out in the back yard ’til it starts to get warm, then he disappears for the better part of the day.

If I have my way, we’ll set up a place where he can stay safe and warm when it starts to get cold out. He could hang out on the front porch, but Maxi is pretty sure that that territory belongs to her and Newt, and she’s not inclined to share.

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2009: No entry.
2008: Kitten, mid-jump.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.

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7-22-10 – Martin, Los Gatitos, and the Bookworms. — 6 Comments

  1. I’m with Fred’s mom: mackerel sucks! Yet I can see how it would be excellent kitteh bait!

  2. Awww Martin is utterly adorable!! As are the Los Gatitos and the Bookworms and Coltrane! I’m melt into goo everytime I visit your fab blog. I want them all!! 🙂

    I hope there aren’t any more little Martins out there – it’s too horrible to think that there are – but if there are, I hope catch them! And not your lovely permanent residents – LOL! That was funny!

    Hugs to all the kitties!
    take care
    x

  3. I just did the math….before Sofia left you had reached the point that I could no longer count your feline residents (permanent and foster) using just my fingers and toes! 21 Wow!! And if you are picking up more tomorrow you’ll be over 20 again.

    My husband freaks if he even thinks I might be considering bringing in a fourth. I need to let him know what things could be like if I had my way!

    Kisses to all!

    Beth

  4. ::grin:: I have to admit, I usually have a bet with myself on which currently fostered kitten might end up being a keeper. Right now I’m hedging on the adorableness that is Bolitar, but the last one I was POSITIVE was going to end up in the permanent residents category was Hoyt. So as you might imagine, my accuracy in predicting these things is kinda low (which is probably much to everyone’s relief.)