Throw Back Thursday: Inara (now Dora).
Six years ago, we got our very first pregnant foster cat. She’d shown up on someone’s front porch, super friendly and super pregnant. We only had her for a day before she went into labor and presented us with four tiny kittens, who we named River, Inara, Kaylee and Zoe (they were named after characters from the series/movie Firefly & Serenity, a show I hadn’t watched, but I liked the names a lot, even though River was female in the show/movie and River the kitten was male.)
That mama kitty was the cat y’all now know as Sheriff Mama (Kara); today’s TBT is focused on Inara (now Dora), who was adopted and went straight from Crooked Acres to her forever home.
A still-wet Dora, upon entering the world.
A few days old.
A somewhat overwhelmed-looking Kara with her babies – I’m pretty sure that’s Dora on the far right.
“Waaaahhhh, Mama, where ARE you?!”
Three weeks old, eyes open, and VERY pleased with herself.
Sleepy girl.
I love this picture so much.
Look! A progression picture, from back in the days when I was even the slightest bit organized! Oh, 2008 Robyn, come teach me your organized ways.
Dora at 6 days old, 10 days old, 15 days old, three weeks, and four weeks.
I love how AMUSED she always looked.
Eyes changing from blue. It’s a process I’ve seen happen over and over, and I find it fascinating every single time.
I swear they would have nursed forever. (Dora on the right.)
Keepin’ the tail clean.
All ready to go home!
Checking out the scratcher in her new home.
A couple of months later I went to visit, and Dora was clearly one happy girl.
And here she is, six years later. All grown up, and gorgeous as can be.
She looks like she’s got a bit of the not-approving-of-your-shenanigans attitude like Kara! Sheriff Dora?
Helping to fluff the Christmas tree.
Curled up in her daddy’s jeans.
Thank you for the pictures, Katherine! You know I love seeing her sweet face. I can’t believe she’s 6 1/2 already!
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All the kittens except Catelyn (who has already been spayed) are off for their spays and neuters this morning! Catelyn will be an “only child” for the day, hopefully she won’t be too lonely.
Girlfriend has got some WHISKERS.
Keeping a watch on that tail.
Tail: captured. Catelyn: pleased with herself.
It takes a lot of time to keep all that floof clean.
Keeping an eye on that troublesome Trader Joe.
Seriously, isn’t she just FABULOUS?
I’m having a hard time getting a decent picture of it, but rest assured that she has wonderful floof sticking out from between her toes.
Eye on the feather teaser.
Speaking of the feather teaser, the other night I was teasing the kittens with it, and Catelyn started doing this barely-audible chattering that was so adorable I had to make a video (I also posted a picture over on Instagram).
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Corbie would like you to finish eating your breakfast so he can lick your plate. And hurry it UP, he doesn’t have all day!
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Previously
2013: Sights from Myrtle Beach.
2012: Dandelion needs a sign that reads “Kitten cannot hold her licker.”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Skipping across the floor, super proud of himself, was Keebler.
2008: He’s part-physician, part-masseuse, ALL lovebug!
2007: “I tried to take it back, Boss,” he said. “But it was too late.”
2006: Meester Boogers, he hate you.
2005: No entry.