Our family was really surprised when the stray cat Skitty managed to give birth to two, beautiful, gray kittens. (It appears she had a fling with the Russian Blue down the street.) One kitten had subtle hints of her tortoise shell heritage hidden here an there in her soft, gray fur. The other was pure gray, with hints of silver around her tiny, charcoal, nose pad. We named her Blue. Thanks to the mass of kitten photos my daughter had on her I Pad, the first kitten found an excellent home as soon as she was of age, but Blue swiftly caught hold of our hearts, and this kitten we have vowed to keep.
Unlike her brothers, who are growing like kittens do, Blue is morphing into something more unusual. Perhaps this is just a stage. I have never owned a Russian Blue before, but our little Blue is starting to look very different.
Perhaps she will grow back into those ears???
Forgive the little hints of cold around her eye. Seven of my cats have had it. Blue is the last to recover. The vet says it just has to run its course.
Well, the day had come. Princess was actually going on her first vet visit. Was I worried? You bet I was. I tried to lock her in the storage room during Thanksgiving dinner so I had an idea of what was to come, but this time I was going to shove her into a cat carrier. At a rabies clinic once I watched a vet and her assistant turn a cat carrier upright, grab a maniacal cat by the tail, drop her into the carrier, and slam the door. I was having visions of doing the same, but my visions included frothing at the mouth, claws flailing, and blood… plenty of blood. I should have checked on line to see if there was a “Taking an Insane Cat to the Vet For Dummies” book out there. I thought for a while about taking photos, but it’s difficult to maneuver a camera while pulling teeth from your leg.
We decided it would be best to take this adventure in baby steps
Choose a carrier
We have two. The small one looks pretty nice, and the large one is about forty years old and looks like we got it from the free pile at a yard sale. I had placed the large one outside last fall as a shelter for the strays until we built their winter house. I decided to bear the embarrassment and take the one Princess was accustomed to.
Use kitty drugs and comfort toys
A catnip soaked bed pad became a blanket and Princess’ favorite squeaky mouse was tossed in to the carrier as an extra comfort.
Everyone is doing it
Just to show her that the carrier was safe, every cat in the house was placed in the carrier for a minute or two. (One at a time of course.)
Resort to bribery
Then I packed a bag of chicken in my purse, and placed some right inside the carrier.
With everything in place, we went to the storage room in search of our crazy, little floozy.
I pulled Princess out from under the dresser and placed her in the carrier. She put up no fight!!! On the way to the vet, she quietly played with her squeaky mouse. No yowls, no howls, no frantic attempts to escape. In the vet’s office I repeatedly warned the vet and his assistant that Princess was a FERAL cat, and that she was going to be a handful. I pulled her from the carrier, she sat patiently on the table while the vet examined her and gave her shots. She then got back into the carrier and played with her squeaky mouse the entire way home??? Either our plan worked or she just wanted to make us look stupid. We’ll never know for sure.
I honestly don’t know what little Boots’ obsession is with the remote, but he is quite determined that this toy belongs to him.
It’s really surprising to me that so many of my new cats will sit for long periods of time and watch television. What is even more surprising is that the kittens have also decided that they should have possession of the remote.