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Kitten Attack

We have been thinking about a replacement for Mrs. Gaines. Just thinking, mind you. There was a possible in NC who would bring a cat to us here in VA. Miss E was looking for a cat that was about 5 years old, a girl cat. I had also contacted the shelter Goliath came from, one we donate to. She wrote back and asked if we could come to their Sat afternoon Petco adoption this week.

So Miss E and I went to Leesburg this afternoon. Cindy was up to her ears in kittens, 4 months old or upwards. They had been rescued from a McDonalds where a whole colony lived. The adults (feral) were trapped, neutered, and released. The kittens were trapped to be socialized and because they were essentially starving.

Cindy even had a dead ringer for Mrs. G. (Cindy has a copy of E's book, cause, like, Goliath is in it.) She showed that kitten and another one to Miss E. Neither appealed to her. Neither stayed on her lap. And then Miss E pointed out what was clearly the runt of some litter. A teensy weensy little thing that won't be able to hold even half a thought at any given moment in her pea brain. A dusky gray and orange thing that only a mother could love. This is not going to be a handsome adult cat. I tried to point out the torbie, the calicoes, the striped, even the solid black ones. No dice. Eloise held this little thing that had just been spayed the day before and it held her back. Her cat called her. And I knew that was that.

But of course, that got me thinking. Goliath and PD are 13 and 12. Thomas may be 5.5, but he's as big as a house. This kitten would be squished by the sumo wrestler and the other two wouldn't know what to make of it. There was a litter mate, a sister. A little pale blonde thing that has classic tabby markings. They'll fade, of course. I know that. But Cindy said it was the spitting image of the cat she named her shelter for, Casey.

So I sent for The Dude and Maralton, but frankly, the die was cast.

The Dude had a serious conversation with me on the way to Petco. With one cat, you have a cat. If you have two cats you like cats. If you have three cats, you REALLY like cats. Four is a cat fanatic and people start looking at you strangely. 'But we live on 10 acres so it's not so bad,' I reminded him. He continued...Six? Six cats? Six cats is off the scale, unless you live in a doublewide in Arizona. 'But Dancinghorse has 5 cats,' I said. And he just looked at me and shook his head and muttered something about cat ladies who write genre fiction.

It's usually The Dude who lobbies for a new cat. Really. That I've lobbied for the last 3 is sort of out of character. But I had my reasons for having two kittens of the same age. And I think my reasons were sound. They're currently owning Miss E's bedroom and I think they're happy together. We won't introduce the other cats for several days or weeks, depending on reactions. (Goliath already knows there's something in Miss E's bedroom.)

Two girl kittens and please, could at least one of you be a mouser? Pretty please?

Introducing (ta-da!) Shy Ozzie and Doodledorf Casey all the way under Miss E's bed. I sort of had to point and shoot and hope I caught something with the flash.

We wanted to be sure the world could distinguish *this* female Ozzie from the other one, who is definitely NOT shy. Most of the time.

Doodledorf Casey by herself. Doodledorf is a corruption of the name for our most wonderful mouser Braggledorf. But Doodledorf is more feminine. It's a great name for calling a cat to come home, btw.

Shy Ozzie showing off markings only a mother cat could love. Or Miss E.

Hey. Humanz. Go away. We're sleepy. (Wait until 3 am, k?)

You done now? KTHXBI.



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Aug. 16th, 2009 01:21 am (UTC)
Pix are the bomb, Oz!
Aug. 16th, 2009 01:23 am (UTC)
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Aug. 16th, 2009 01:52 am (UTC)
FWIW, The Dude says we aren't even counting the ferals and occasional freeloaders, such as Fat Head Poof.

(The blaze is cute.)
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Aug. 16th, 2009 03:28 am (UTC)
They both look like sweet little kitties!
Aug. 16th, 2009 11:19 am (UTC)
Kitten Pile!!! We're having fun. they're all still sleeping in there right now.
Aug. 16th, 2009 03:29 am (UTC)
That's a tortie, silly. A Trouble. She'll be beautiful when she's grown up. All soft autumn-mist-and-splashes-of-sun-colored. With a pretty Pre-Raphaelite face.

Trust E's eye for spirit and for color.

Writing. Riding. No social energy to spare.
Aug. 16th, 2009 11:18 am (UTC)
She'll be a little smidge of a thing and Miss E will love her to death. The jury is still out, but she appears to be slightly more curious and less shy than Doodledorf Casey is.

Write, write, write. You put us all to shame. See you in less than a month now.
Aug. 16th, 2009 04:05 am (UTC)

If only I didn't live in a studio . . . and I hope these work out well for both you and Miss E.
Aug. 16th, 2009 10:56 am (UTC)
Dude wants to know if you didn't live in a studio, would you end up living in cat-owner genre-fiction writer digs owning six cats?
Aug. 16th, 2009 03:31 pm (UTC)
Ha. Probably. Someday I do want a dog, too, just to experience having one, but I'm happy with cats 'cause they can take care of themselves. Fitz would really like someone to play with, I think, and Mina would probably like to be left alone more often. :>p
Aug. 16th, 2009 12:11 pm (UTC)
Kitties! They're soooo cute.

Our new baby is a kitten of ferals, hand-raised by humans and so completely human oriented. She's been beating up on the big fat lazy cat since she was the size of a handful...

Have fun!
Aug. 16th, 2009 12:35 pm (UTC)
We are hoping these guys will cope with the big boys. There's hope because the boys are used to be pushed around by Mrs. Gaines who is less than half their size and queen of the house. But she was here first. I think two kittens will be more than a match for the two geriatric cats. It's Thomas we worry about, since he's the one who fights off all strays. He was a stray once and has this morbid fear about too many cats eating all his dry food.
Aug. 16th, 2009 12:44 pm (UTC)
I think Ozzie is lovely--really. I love autumn-mist colored cats.

And as for number---well, you're just getting our cats, that's all. Between travel and allergies (in reverse order), we are doomed to be catless, and we're clearly meant to have two, so you're keeping the karmic cat-balance for us.

Thank you. They're lovely.
Aug. 16th, 2009 01:05 pm (UTC)
E says: That's very nice. I hope you can sometime come see the kittens while they're still kittens and make sure you bend down because they're scared of very big stuff.
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Aug. 16th, 2009 01:33 pm (UTC)
She's going to be tiny. It's very hard to believe the little thing is all of 4 months old. She weighs just under 2.5 pounds. But both have found the kitten chow and have good appetites.
Aug. 16th, 2009 01:13 pm (UTC)
Oh.My.God. They are SO adorable!

I have kitten envy. We are a one cat household (and that only because said cat walked up to us last year from the trees and said "Hi, I'm home" and that was that, he moved in). And I think your reasoning for two kittens is completely sound!!
Aug. 16th, 2009 01:28 pm (UTC)
Cats have a tendency to do that. More than one of ours has simply moved in and claimed a place at our table and shelter. Then they think they should repel all others that make the same attempt.

Kitten Pileup in the kid's room this morning!
Aug. 17th, 2009 04:42 am (UTC)
Ah yes. the two cats who have spent their lives with us (Tigger was 22 when she passed, Miss Mew, see icon, has been with us 12 years) both adopted us. Tigger arrived when I was 6 and said she was staying. When Tigger was 18 or 19, she allowed Miss Mew to move in, too. Miss Mew is still our primary cat, and while there are other ferals who would like to join the club, they are tacitly allowed food, but that is all ;)
Aug. 16th, 2009 01:27 pm (UTC)
Oh they're adorable. We have four cats, so by The Dude's definition I am now a writerly crazy cat lady, even if it was by marriage. It's nice to have my place in life settled!
Aug. 16th, 2009 01:30 pm (UTC)
No, you need one more cat to be in that category. Right now people are just looking at you strangely. But maybe they do that anyway. I'm glad you have a REASON for your legs giving you trouble, at long last. And one that can be helped without surgery.
Aug. 16th, 2009 02:05 pm (UTC)
OMG, so cute!!! Love the kittehs! :D

Aug. 16th, 2009 02:51 pm (UTC)
They're settling in and taking over E's room today. They're still afraid of us big tall bags of mostly water, but E is much smaller and they let her pet them and purr. loud purrs.
Aug. 16th, 2009 02:14 pm (UTC)
Awwww! Kitties! There must be something in the air. Three weeks ago I went to Petsmart to get fish flakes and said, "Oh, we're planning to get kittens at the end of the year and I should see how it works to get one of the shelter kitties." And there were these two kittens there and....

Well. Yours are adorable! And Paidhi Girl thanks you for the pictures! :)
Aug. 16th, 2009 02:52 pm (UTC)
It does seem to work that way, though usually I can resist. Special circumstances in our case, with Mrs. G.

So post some kitten photos! Give Paidhi Girl that camera!
Aug. 16th, 2009 03:02 pm (UTC)
I am definitely a mother because I think both of them are cute. I think Miss E is smart to go with the cat karma of which cat picks you.

Years ago, I rode the Amtrak to work every morning from Gaithersburg to Union station. One of the folks who was already on the train because he lived in West Virginia told me he and his wife put up with the commute so they could have a farm and six cats. He said his definition of someone who was strange was that they had more than six cats. I asked what would he do if fate handed him another cat. He said, "Well, then, I guess I would have to change my definition."
Aug. 16th, 2009 08:15 pm (UTC)
Dude rides the train from Brunswick to Silver Spring. Sounds like the same line. He knows these folks. Even more fun was the guy who was a chicken expert and overheard the Dude talking about ours. "Light!" he said. "It's all about the light. That's how the egg production is affected."

It's a fun commuter line.
Aug. 18th, 2009 12:48 am (UTC)

I used to have four cats, am currently down to three ... and so I don't think you're insane at all. :)
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