Say “see you later!” to wee Ike, the most adorable three week-old you’ll ever see. It has been such a pleasure having him here, he’s such a sweet little guy.
Yesterday, after his morning feeding, he snoozed for a few hours, then I brought him out to play. He likes the occasional belly rub, I’ve discovered. And since I had just vacuumed the kitchen, I felt okay about letting him crawl around on the rug in there. Ike can really move fast when he wants to! At one point he got off the rug onto the hardwood floor, and I swear I could see the little question mark over his head as he thought “Now, this is NOT what I meant to do!”
After another nap and some more bottle, he took a lap around the living room rug while I watched last week’s episode of The Real Housewives of Atlanta (don’t judge me!). I’m pretty sure at one point he looked at me and said “Is that lady with the wig really singing ‘Don’t be tardy for the party’, or is my hearing not quite up to par yet?”
(If you want to get them hooked on trash TV, you have to start them young!)
Really, there’s nothing like a sweet little purring kitten. My favorite part about feeding Ike is that his little ears WIGGLE as he’s sucking. I had completely forgot that their ears wiggle, and how I did not pass out from the cute, I’m still not sure.
So, say goodbye to Ike – he’s going to the shelter, where the shelter manager will love him and care for him, and hopefully give him a sibling or two so he doesn’t grow up to be weird (always a possibility with single bottle-fed kittens).
Honestly, look at those little pink toes and the up-against-the-wall position he likes to be in when he’s eating. Is he not the MOST adorable thing??
2009: Maybe Bill just thought I didn’t have enough to worry about? (There were 2 posts on 9/9/09; this is the link to the other one)
2008: Your het does not scare me. AT ALL.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: I was worried it might mess up his digestive system, but I can report that I saw it in the litter box.