Tare wrote:
We found out we are having another boy come April. :)
Hooray! What names are you kicking around for him?
Okay, I know you're all interested in the ongoing saga of kittendom.
My friend induced me to go with her to the pet store that allows her shelter group to adopt cats out. Glass room, seven big cages. The female cat she'd picked out for me had been adopted the night before, so I got to meet her before she was whisked away.
The other cat she'd picked out was still there, and still freaked out. He's very cool looking, in an odd way. He's completely beige. You can barely see a faint pattern of stripes on the top of his head and the tip of his tail; otherwise his only marking is the gradual shading of color from a light cinnamon on his back to a champagne color on his belly. Yellow eyes. One extra toe per foot. Super soft short fur.
So there was also this kitten.... 6-8 months old, looks like a wild African plains cat of some sort - dappled with spots and stripes, brown on tan. He still has that fuzzy kitten fur, so it's hard to say what texture his fur will be when he's grown. He's slinky-skinny with huge ears.
At this point they're in the approach-avoid stage. They follow me around from a safe distance. They cry for attention but run away when I get too close.
This morning the beige one, who I'm mentally calling Babbitt because of the beige factor, was sitting in the bathtub. I found him sitting in the kitchen sink earlier in the week, so I'm thinking he just likes the feel of porcelain on his butt. Anyway he let me sit on the side of the tub and pet him for a long time, and even approached for more rubs when I stopped.
The kitten, or "Kittenface" as I'm calling him for now, followed me around crying and skittering away.
Neurotic cats.
On the other hand they've been hauled around from shelter to shelter, and Babbitt at least was rescued from death row; so I'm willing to give them a few weeks before I judge them too harshly. They're eating and using the litter box, so that's good enough for now.