Well, looky who’s back. For a LITTLE while. For a BRIEF period of time.
For a FEW DAYS.
Yes, that’s Kennebec, aka “Lunk”, who apparently should have been named “Boomerang.” He’s done something to his eye.
It doesn’t always look quite this bad. It seems to get a bit better, then a bit worse. I brought him home Saturday morning, and by last night after plenty of applications of ointment, his eye wasn’t really any better. I was going to give him ’til tomorrow, but I’m going to see if I can get an appointment for today. It hurts me to look at – but it’s not slowing HIM down any.
I accused Fred of sneaking by Petsmart and poking Lunk in the eye so he’d have to come back here.
He is NOT staying, so get that thought out of your heads, y’all. Seriously.
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You can’t see her – she didn’t fit into the picture – but Stinkerbelle was in the cat bed next to that one directly above him, glaring at him in hatred and disbelief that he dared to get so close to her.
Batman, keeping an eye on the ceiling fan.
Apparently it’s pretty amazing.
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“Well, hell-O there!”
Little Miss Innocent. Don’t be fooled. I’m sure she was mere seconds from attacking my foot.
“Who needs babies? I gots mah string!”
“Also, my toy mouse.”
Pregnant? Not pregnant? Still don’t know! There’s that roundness around her rib area that looks like a baby belly to me, but nothing that unequivocally states “This here cat is pregnant.”
This is what I figure – she was found two weeks before she came to me, and as of this morning she’s been with me for two weeks. Therefore, the least amount pregnant she could be is four weeks, and according to everything I’ve read online, they start to show around 5 weeks. (Also, as an aside, she has NOT gone into heat in the two weeks she’s been here, so… a point in the “pregnant” column, maybe?)
I imagine that surely we’ll know one way or the other by around the beginning of March.
(Of course, we also might walk into her room and find babies before then, which could also be a really good clue as to whether she’s pregnant or not!)
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“If she goes into heat and comes looking for me, I’m going into hiding.”
The wimminfolk (Kara and then Maggie) both went into heat before I was able to have them spayed, and both of them viewed Spanky as the answer to their prayers. Spanky did not appreciate my laughing at his dilemma, but I couldn’t help it. It was funny!
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Previously
2012: Emmy comes to Crooked Acres!
2011: “I’m the KING! OF! THE TRASH CAN!”
2010: No entry.
2009: Kitten says, “I lurve you.”
2008: Mister Boogers is no dummy.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.