I got a call from the shelter that another orphaned kitten had come into the shelter. I went in and he was still there so I brought him home.
He is one hot mess. He apparently was a craigslist kitty given at "eight weeks". If this kitten is eight weeks old I know nothing about cats.. the shelter thinks and I agree he is about six. He was also so full of worms that you could smell it from across the room. He was also gassy beyond all get out, and to top it off he was eating like a hoover so his belly felt pretty much like a water balloon.
The shelter dewormed him and I brought him home and set him up in the cage. I figured this would give his stomach time to settle down with out getting poop all over him, the room and Odilia and it would give him time to observe her. She is a pretty typical kitten in may regards, but she also is blind so she can not see play signals so interactions aren't always easy for her. When she hung out with Triscuit they pretty much ignored each other and stayed on their own side of the room.
Odilia knew he was there, but she pretended not to care.
After a while she felt the need to check him out a little closer..
So I decided to wait and do more formal introductions. He sat in his cage being a good boy until Sunday night. When I went to give him more food and clean up his cage he bolted and they came nose to nose. There was no major issues at all, they ended up going their separate ways. But I was tired and he was still a mess (smelled of urine and poop) and he still had his sharp and pointies, so my plan was to let them spend some time together on Monday.
Well I ended up going over to my folks house for a bit, so they got about two hours together last night. For the most part they ignored each other. "Elvis" (so called at the moment, I don't think this will stick) was not all that happy about his bath nor his claw clipping, but I felt better with him all clean and a little less pointy. I did learn that he is very much a cuddler and he spent some time up on my chest or on my shoulder nuzzling.
I also learned that Odilia is one spoiled little girl. She LOVES bitting and swatting at things, but she doesn't much like it when someone does it back to her. Elvis was holding his own, so I'm mostly OK with letting them have full time together - which I will be doing today. I am sure he will do her a world of good.
a little bit of their time together on Monday..