Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Introducing Zoë and Buddy

Yay for kittens! After a first day of getting adjusted, they've since taken quite well to living here, using their litter box consistently (not one accident yet!) and playing up a storm with each other. We've been handling them a lot every day (even when they're eating so that they don't become too territorial), and they both enjoy playing on us - literally sitting, laying, and climbing on our legs and arms. They had their first vet appointment a week ago, and they checked out as perfectly healthy. They'll be getting their first round of vaccinations next week, and they'll be fixed and chipped two to four months after that.

They've gotten big and active enough that we can hear the patter of their paws when they chase after each other upstairs. They don't usually eat most of their food when it's first put out; instead, they like to pace themselves throughout the day. They tend to like to chow down and get their drink on after a bout of play. They learned to climb up their scratching post to the perch above around five days ago, with Buddy mastering that a couple of days before Zoë. Now they're trying to figure out how to climb up onto the bed in that room; fortunately, the scratching post has drastically reduced their use of claws on the side of the mattress.

After keeping them sequestered in the guest room next to the master bedroom for a week, we've started letting them explore other rooms of the house. They're becoming less timid when exploring our bedroom (and bathroom...and closet), playing all kinds of fun tag games with each other as they run between our bathroom and under the bed. I've even let them start wandering the hallway, and it now takes a lot of effort to prevent them from darting out from their room into the guest bathroom when we open the door now. They're even able to find their room again, so I expect they'll be able to find food, water, and the potty when they explore.

We're hoping to let them explore different rooms upstairs over the next month so that hopefully, they'll be able to have the run of the upstairs when we're at work. After a month of doing that (and slowly exposing them to the downstairs area), we might let them have the house to themselves when we're gone. We've got a cat tree ready to assemble for them to play on when they're ready to run around upstairs. We've clipped their little claws twice, and they're still getting used to it, but they're starting to enjoy the treats afterward. We'll have to bathe them this weekend to get them used to it.

Zoë is an active girl, and she usually takes the initiative to play. She particularly likes batting around little mice and a fish on a stick (they both like to play with both the fish and the ends of the stick). For a few days around her first vet appointment, she had a penchant for nibbling on my socked toes. I realized after the first day that she was mistaking them for toys - now my toes know how her little mice would feel if they had pain receptors! After consistently removing her from my foot and putting a new toy in front of her, she's now she's learned not to nibble on my toes. She'll still grab on them to play, but she doesn't bite them anymore.

She's also the purr baby of the bunch. She loves having her tummy scratched, and when she's waking up, she'll purr like crazy. Her motor is a loud one, and it's fun to keep her purring away by stroking her belly. She had been spitting at her brother during their play (and had growled a bit) during the first week, but she's calmed down a lot this week. We hope she continues to play nicely with her brother and that she lets him use the potty unimpeded when we're away.

She took her first vet appointment like a champ, and they chose to draw blood from her because she was more docile there. What a far cry from the little girl who growled at me when my foot came near her inadvertently when she had her first toy mouse! She seems to have come down with a case of the sneezes the last couple of days, so we'll be watching her to make sure she stays healthy.

It took a long time to come up with a name for our little boy (mostly because I was indecisive), but Little Spoon and I realized we'd been calling him "Buddy" a lot, so it seemed to fit. He's the bigger of the two, and thus he's a better climber than his sister. He likes to watch what his sister does before jumping in during play, but he's a bit more of the explorer than she is. It took him a few days to warm up to playing with the mice, but he's gotten into it full tilt now. He likes the fish on a stick, too - it was the first toy in which he really showed an interest.

He's the big squeaker of the two, especially when he wakes up. When he opens his eyes, he'll let out high-pitched squeaks as his eyes adjust until he's figured out where he is. Zoë will squeak sometimes, too, but Buddy's got a diverse vocal repertoire.

He had a harder time at the vet, and he was clawing the carrier like crazy when his sister was getting her work done. He's been a happy, healthy boy, and he's growing faster than his sister. That's to be expected, given that he started out as a bigger kitten than Zoë, but we'll be making sure he stays healthy and lean.

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Furbabies


HuckBuddy!
(his name for now, maybe forever)




Zoë

Saturday, June 05, 2010

We can haz kittehs!

Little Spoon and I have been talking about adopting a fur baby or two for a while now, and in April, one of her friends at work found a stray who ended up having kittens. When Little Spoon found out about this, she immediately wanted to snatch one up. I demurred, worried about her allergies and our ability to take care of pets at this stage of our lives.

However, Little Spoon has gotten treatment for her allergies, which makes her much more able to deal with having cats around. We also have talked through the responsibilities entailed in pet ownership, and we realized that we'd probably be able to handle raising kittens just fine. Dogs would probably be too much work on account of the housebreaking, need to walk everyday or have a fence installed, and their general desire for lots of attention. It's one thing to have a kitty curled up beside me on the couch while I'm working that I can pet or play with until it gets bored. It's a whole other thing to have a dog whose playfulness and devoted energy know no bounds!

After talking about this off and on for weeks and letting the kittens grow up for more than six weeks, it finally came time to make a decision about them. We took a look at them today and found two that stood out from the rest of the litter. Neither of us had allergic reactions to them, so we drove them home! We chose to adopt two both to give them playmates during the day when we're at work and to give them another cat with whom to be socialized in feline behavior.

We initially thought of keeping them in the back seat with a towel to avoid overstimulating them. However, they cried on the way home, probably in shock at both the separation and the unfamiliar sensation of riding in a moving vehicle. We pulled over so that I could hold them while Little Spoon drove us to the pet store and then home. After a solid 15 minutes of crying instigated by the black one and joined intermittently by our chipmunk-colored one, they finally settled down and fell asleep on me. The black one fell asleep in the palm of my left hand, and the chipmunk-colored one dozed along my right shoulder. However, the one on my shoulder was slipping down, so I eventually got them both sleepily situated in my lap, where they stayed contentedly until we got home.

We've got a kitten-sized bed, dual ceramic food bowls with kitty chow and a stainless steel water dish, a litter box with litter and a scoop, and some little mice that the black kitty loves to gnaw on and growl at. Next up: a sisal scratching post, a mini-kitty carpet gym for them to play in, and some kitty nail clippers. We'll be scheduling them for wellness checkups, vaccinations, microchipping, and spaying/neutering in the near future. We're keeping them in a spare bedroom for the next week or two to let them adjust to their new surroundings and get used to where the food and potty are. We'll open the upper floor up to them and let them prowl around there for a couple of weeks before giving them free reign of the house.

Personally, I feel better about inviting them into our home after talking about the pros and cons of pet ownership. I needed to let the decision percolate for a while, but after giving myself time to weigh the options, I'm glad to be daddy to a couple of furballs. Ultimately, the minor loss of freedom is outweighed tremendously by the love they give, the companionship they provide, and the privilege of helping them grow into happy and healthy cats.

P.S.: I think I may be the kitty-crazier one of us two. The picture above? That's one of about 50 I took in the parking lot of the pet store with my camera phone. Along with three videos of them sleeping and jostling for position on my lap. Yeah, I'm kitten smitten already. More kitten posts will likely be coming soon.