We've officially had our two darling kittens, Blossom and Starlet, for one week now.
They are just melting our hearts! We ALL have fallen in love with them. I keep reminding myself that they won't be kittens for very long, but I am enjoying every moment with these sweet babies.
On Friday, we took them in to the vet for their first set of shots, ear mite cleaning, worming medicine, and getting their front claws trimmed. They did pretty well, except for the claw trimming. I should have had the vet wait until they were a bit older. Oh, well.
They are completely litter box trained, to the max. I am so impressed with Blossom and Starlet!
The only problem we are having with the kittens is that our 11-year-old cat, Samantha, hates them so far.
We were hoping that she would begin to like them by now. We were really wrong! But we can always continue praying that eventually, Samantha will be more open toward Blossom and Starlet.
Even though we didn't want Samantha to be stressed out about the kittens, especially since she is ill with an undiagnosed illness (she's lost half of her body weight in the last year), there has been one good thing from all of the cat/kittens' lack of positive communication with each other: Samantha is gaining weight!
And how, you may ask?
Well, she discovered the kitten chow in their bowls in the hall bathroom a few days ago. At first, I discouraged her from eating any of it, mainly because it is more expensive and because it would be a sudden diet change for Samantha.
But, when I thought about how she is very skinny already (she used to be one of the fattest cats on the block), we decided that it surely couldn't hurt her to eat kitten chow, especially since she has a compromised immune system.
Yesterday, I picked up Samantha, and I realized that she is actually gaining some weight! Hooray for kitten chow!!!
I do pray that some day, Samantha will accept the babies as much as we have, or that they'll at least be "frenemies", but I can only hope.
For now, I am hopelessly in love with these sweet baby kittens...and finding myself very distracted, not being able to get as much done around the house as I watch their playful antics.
It reminds me of when I used to sit and lovingly watch my own babies grow and develop and play.
Is being a grandmother going to be a lot like this? I hope so!
Hi! I'm Julieanne!