Chance, Destiny, and Hope – kittens at MEOW Cat Rescue in Washington State – have eyelid agenesis, which is what the True Blood kittens had. It sounds like they’re worse off than most of the True Bloods (except for Terry and Bill), and they’re raising funds so that these sweet kittens can have surgery. It’s not the same surgery the True Bloods had (so there won’t actually be eyelips involved), but the end result will be the same!
Go see these cuties and give if you can!
(Thanks, Limbo, for the link!)
The Wonkas are doing just fine, thank you. Mike and Violet appear (from what I can tell, since I don’t spend every moment in their room and they refuse to poop on demand) to be over their diarrhea. I started mixing not only Forti-Flora and powdered slippery elm bark with their canned food in the morning and again at night, but I also tossed some pumpkin in there as well, because I figured it wouldn’t hurt.
They liked the canned food with Forti-Flora and powdered slippery elm bark in it, but when I added the pumpkin? Holy moly. I had to start dropping the plates and running for my life or they’d have chewed my arm off. They are fans of the pumpkin, it would appear.
“Yep. I liked that pumpkin.”
“You got more pumpkin?”
A fun game: grab the nearest kitten, turn the little laundry basket upside down over the top of him, and stick a toy in there. The other kittens come running from whatever they were doing to jump on top of the laundry basket and poke their paws through the laundry basket in a losing attempt to get the toy. The kitten under the basket (in this case, Mike) usually responds by smacking at the paws that come through the basket.
So, we’ve had the Cookies for two weeks now. How about a formal introduction to each?
You already know this is Hydrox. But we can’t leave him out, can we? I love him.
Keebler. He’s darker all over than his sisters are. Not that I can usually tell which one he is, until I look at his ears to make sure one of them isn’t marked. We tend to call him “Boy” because we’ve called Hydrox by his name since we named them (or sometimes we call him “the black one”), and Keebler’s the only other boy. He and Hydrox have spent a lot of time tussling in the last few days. I guess they’re getting the hang of this play-fighting thing – though Hydrox is kind of rough, sometimes.
Lorna Doone. Also known as “Orange” (her right ear is marked at the tip with orange.) She’s one of the biggest kittens of the bunch, and super friendly and sweet. She loves to get right up in your face and have you kiss her. A LOT.
Milano, also known as “Pink” because she has a natural splash of pink at the tip of her right ear. Well, it’s not actually pink, it’s orange – but we already had an orange! She’s the smallest one of the bunch, but she’s a good eater (when she wants to be) and I have faith that she’ll catch up with her big sisters soon enough.
TimTam, also known as “Blue.” There’s actually a dab of yellow at the tip of her ear, but there was originally a dab of blue there, but it was hard to see, and we’d confuse her with Keebler. She’s neck-and-neck with Lorna Doone as far as being the biggest ones in the litter. She’s a sweetie and the first one to belly up to the plate of canned cat food. She’s no dummy – she sees food, she’s gonna eat it!