Three Little Kittens – The Sequel
A few weeks ago, I shared a little story (The Pushover) about how a tough heartless family (also known as: us) took in 3 foster kittens for a temporary, 10-day stay. And how they stayed. Permanently.
The little monsters are six months old now.
They are adorable, demanding, playful and naughty.
And hungry. I never saw such good eaters.
They will eat their own food, then our old cat Lillian’s food, and then they take on our dog Theo’s kibble. They do not care if he is eating it at the time.
They may be triplets, but they are also unique.
There’s Niko. He’s sort of the E.T. of the feline world. A friendly alien.
And Athena. Beautiful, aloof. She’s Greta Garbo. “I vant to be alone.” Yes, I believe Athena has a foreign accent.
And then there’s Thor. He’s cuddly. He purrs. He drools. He’s a goofy-eyed dreamer.
They have managed somehow to sneak on their little cat feet into the very depths of my heart.
And how are the other little monsters adjusting?
Well, Lillian is not in love. She is still grouchy. But then again, she was born grouchy. She has increased her tolerance level however, to the admirable point where she doesn’t immediately hiss and hit. It is about a five second threshold, however. But the kittens have learned to count to five.
And then there is Theo. As much as Lillian is not in love, Theo IS in love – totally. And the kittens love him back.
Of course, they are not quite kittens any more. At six months, they are hell-raising teenagers.
They have learned to scale the baby gate to our storage area, which is just full of wonderful things like wrapping paper, tissue, and ribbon. And since these items are surely for gifts – they bring them to Theo, who cannot scale the baby gate. Theo happily tears these presents into tiny little pieces.
And they knock things off counters. They tip over water.
They explore in the potted plants.
They play the piano.
And as adolescents, they needed to have their hormones dealt with.
So one month ago we sent them to bed without supper. And in the morning we scooped them up into their respective carriers for a trip to the vet.
Almost. We scooped two of the three: compliant little Niko and affectionate little Thor.
We could not catch horrid little Athena. My husband and I chased the wily female until we were panting. But she was not. She could have kept it up all day.
And I had some deep battle wounds.
So we gave up and brought only the boys for their little-boy-surgery.
And consoled ourselves that at least there would be no incest under our roof.
And a few weeks later, we made another appointment. We sent Athena to bed without supper, and locked her in the small bathroom. No more hiding under the bed for her!
And in the morning, when my husband opened the door, Athena jumped over his head and hid under the bed.
And my husband had some deep battle wounds.
We will try again before Christmas.
And even though I am swearing at the monster as I write this, I have to admit that a part of me is impressed.
You go, Girl!
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