So in case you missed it, Kim came through her spay surgery fine. When I got home with her, she rejected the idea of recovering quietly in my room, and instead YOWLED at the door until I put her in the foster room. Whereupon she walked silently out of the carrier and hid under the blanket hanging down from the couch. She was so quiet that it took her kittens (who were napping) a couple of hours to even realize she was in the room. By Saturday morning she was ready to eat and was moving around the room well (and even insisted that the kittens nurse). She’s not 100% yet, but that’s a big surgery for an older cat, so it’ll take longer for her to recover than it takes kittens.
Gus playing with a big ol’ wad of dog fur. (When we lived on 4 1/2 acres, we had two Great Pyrenees dogs – George and Gracie – who guarded our chickens from predators, songbirds, and hot air balloons. They would shed like crazy in the spring, and I’d gather up the loose fur after Fred brushed them, and basically run it through the washer (in a lingerie bag) a bunch of times until the fur felted together in big wads. The kittens find the fur fascinating and fun to play with.)
A Francesca and her mama. (Frannie’s all “Where DID that milk bar go?!”)
Nacho does some balancing atop the Fruittasan.
Gus in motion. His tail is getting LONG!
Saul in the sun, watching the action.
Nacho and Francesca have some girl time in the basket.
Gus in the crib, wondering what he’s done. (He climbed in there himself… and eventually climbed back out, too.)
An old shot of Dewey in his favorite pink bed. (He still occasionally sleeps in that bed!)
Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr) yesterday.
Proof that if Mama doesn’t want to open the milk bar, the milk bar doesn’t open!
On the left, we have Norbie – Norbert – who was our foster in 2013. Norbert was orphaned the day of his birth (he lost his mother and siblings in a terrible accident), and needed a mama. At the time we got the call, foster Khaleesi was literally birthing kittens. We got Norbie, wiped him down with some soiled bedding from the birthing crate, and slid him in among her other kittens. Khaleesi was a bit puzzled from time to time, but accepted him as her own and was a wonderful mother to him alongside her own 4 kittens. On the right, we have Norbie’s new-ish little sister Whirli.
Kirsten says: “I’m feeling so nostalgic right now because Whirli (for whirling dervish because this kitten is ACTIVE!) is basically the same size as Norbie when I got him 9!! years ago this month. And of course, she’s his doppelgänger too.
Norbie is still a handsome boy who loves a good cuddle. He is not super happy with the karma that is a feisty tuxie kitten using him as a jungle gym in his elder years. There aren’t any good pictures of them together, but I keep trying!”
(Thanks, Kirsten… and we look forward to future pics of Norbie & Whirli snuggling!)
Mama pie! (My favorite!) We are outta here in a few minutes for Kim’s spay surgery. I expect all to go well, and we’ll be back here in a few hours! (I don’t know how on earth we managed to avoid her going into heat, but I am NOT complaining!)
Home again, home again. Kim’s spay surgery went perfectly fine and we’re back home. She did NOT want to relax in comfort in my bedroom, and yowled until I took her into the foster room. She’s hiding under the blanket hanging off the couch, and the kittens don’t even realize she’s there (they were napping). It’ll probably take her a few days to get back to her sweet, cuddly self.
I don’t know what’s going on over there, but it’s certainly got Saul & Francesca’s attention!
Good night innernets. (Mike and Lalo)
Update on mama Kim (who was spayed yesterday) : She’s doing great! Walking around the room, rubbing on everything, purring up a storm, and flopping over for me to pet her. She’s a happy girl!
Notes: The vet uses surgical glue for spays, so she has no stitches. I’ve never had an issue with cats or kittens messing with their incisions post-surgery, but am keeping an eye on her. She is still producing milk, and the kittens have already nursed this morning (she woke them up to nurse.) I have no plans to put a weansie on her at this point; I’m going to wait and see how it goes in the next few weeks.
They’re hungry, and not afraid to let me know!
Lalo’s got a favorite toy.
“Not sure what’s going on here, but good morning innernets!” (Mike)
Mama’s back at work hunting and killing rats!
Mike is a happy, happy boy. ❤️
Nacho in the sun. She is SUCH a pretty girl.
A whole lotta Gus – he’s got some MOVES, that boy!
Good night innernets. (Francesca)
2021: All 6 kittens, present and accounted for!
2018: Meet the new fosters! (Ryder and her Fleet.)
2017: “Was just a quick nap! I’m ready for my mission, lady!”
2016: “Lady, you stop hovering over me. You’re making me nervous!”
2015: “ESSCUSE ME I HAS A COMPLAINT AND MY COMPLAINT IS THAT IT’S ONLY WEDNESDAY PLEASE REMEDY THIS IMMEDIATELY.”
2014: Smilin’ Joe, the tuxie-doe
2013: Meet the Sopranos.
2012: Rough life, Pickle Joe.
2011: She’s no shy, retiring violet when it comes to kicking her brother’s butt!
2010: No entry.
2009: Beulah update!
2008: No entry.
2007: The best picture ever taken on the face of this planet.
2006: Maddy Milk face.
2005: I have a feeling that bleach is going to be my best friend for the foreseeable future.
Gus in the crib between the ‘naners – adorable.
Glad Kim is recovering well!
Gus: “These two are kinda creepy, Lady.”
Hey Robin, it’s Penny, the one who just sent you 2 packs of wet food from your Amazon wish list. I just wanted to let you know that I am Tator Tot aka Princess Periwinkle’s grandma, so I sent these in her honor. I have followed you since it was Mr. Boogers & Miz Poo. Hope her name is right, hate to admit it’s been so long I’m not sure. But I will always remember the fight to get her in a carrier and seems like Mr. Boogers helped her escape sometimes. I love what you do, you are an amazing kitten Angel!!
Ah, I knew your name was familiar!! I hope you got the “thank you” I sent through Amazon, we appreciate it so much!
Norbie!!! Just as handsome as ever!
Norbert! With his Ferrari curves! Sweet boy.