What a difference a month makes

This past weekend Briget was adopted by a lovely woman who has already given me an update. Her new name is Kit. My husband and I both teared up at that. I am so happy for her.

Molly and Evie are going to be adopted together. I have not heard, nor do I expect to, where or when they are going, and I am okay with that. I know that people love updates but they aren't always meant to be.

They came so far from the scared little balls of floof that showed up here a month ago. It was a privilege to know them.

Introducing the graduating class of Summer School 2019 #Brigetandhersisters

Briget and her sisters are ready for their next adventure in life.

Evie is still "less than" the most outgoing cat you've ever met, but I'm sure most people won't see her shier tendencies and will just chalk it up to being a kitten in a new environment. As long as she is continually challenged she will be an excellent outgoing kitty. She loves attention, she loves food and she loves to wrestle with her sisters.

Molly is a fun loving girl who is quickly becoming attached to me and enjoying my company a lot. this is so far away from where she started that I am amazed. She hasn't met a feather toy she doesn't like and she loves to climb on the cat tree. She says ping pong was her favorite subject

Briget is fearless and knows her mind and she isn't afraid to tell you all about it. She likes to snuggle and get her ears scratched as long as she isn't busy telling her sisters what to do or getting a rogue toy in line.

The girls were neutered last night so we only have a few more days with them until they go off to be adopted. Briget took the longest to come out of the sedation and I was quite worried about her for a few hours. I only really started breathing once she started eating.  All three of them were quite active drunks, choosing not to sit still and wait for the effects to wear off but instead to run around .. or should I say stumble around the room.. and attempt to jump on the couch, and even climb the tree.. Well, except Briget who was pretty out of it for most of the night.

These are some pretty awesome kittens and whomever adopts them will be very lucky. It would be absolutely awesome if they could stick together, but in the 17 years I've been doing this I have only seen three (well and myself, so that would be four) people adopt triplets.  I suppose as long as Evie isn't left on her own I couldn't really pick which way to divide them up.

Not sure when they will be leaving us.. but I am guessing it will be sometime this week.

Naming Day #Brigetandhersisters

As you know, the three sisters came to me and I was referring to them as Small, Medium, and Large.

(is it just me or does the flash add ten pounds to those eyes!) 

Briget named herself.. She was the first to come around. she wanted OUT of that bathroom in the worst way.. she wanted to play and run and be an obnoxious little tomboy girl kitty and she is so flipping adorable when she does it. You can't tell in the above photos, but she has more brown on her than her sisters do.  (can you guess which one she is above?)

Next came Molly. She is the kitten formally known as Medium.. I'm not sure if she picked it or if it was just close enough to the sound of Medium that she went with that.. I threw a few names at her and this one stuck. She was the second one to come around and she very much wanted me to pat her but she did not want my hand coming at her for the longest time. It took her a while to figure out that it was pretty necessary.  Now we are cool. As long as the noises aren't too weird or the movements aren't too sudden. She has a little locket of white on her chest.

"Large" is the least trusting. She still has issues. She is okay with some forms of lovin, but I went to kiss her just a little bit ago and that was just wrong.  I am not that trustworthy.. she's sure I'm going to build a pit and throw her in and eat her if she lets her guard down. *eyeroll* (kittens are stringy and do not go good with ketchup) I threw a few names at her as well and what stuck was Evie.. (pronounced E-Vee - how would you spell that??) She is the longer haired one.



As for which kitty is which? Molly is in the first photo, Briget is in the front on the second photo and Evie is in the back.


I was reading over the post I shared about Briget and her sisters and noticed I spelled Briget both with and without a "d".  I found that most interesting for two reasons: the first that I don't think I've ever spelled Bridget without a D and second because Annemarie shared on facebook that the Irish spelling of Bridget is Brigid. I thought that was very interesting and thought it would make a more interesting name for the blog but Briget said no.. her name is Briget and if I could stop misspelling it that would be good..

So fine.. Briget it is.. whatever.. it is only for a few more days or so anyway.. A week.. what, two at the most??

Kitten room shenanigans

Last I left you there was this...

I didn't have names (I still don't) so I have been calling them "Small, Medium, and Large" for the simple fact that they are of three different sizes.

They wanted nothing to do with me initially. If I reached for them I got hissed at but they didn't really run (I didn't give them much space to do that - purposefully so they didn't). They would look away, not challenge me, it was like they were resigned to it. They didn't have to like it, but they knew whatever was going to happen was going to happen..

Fortunately, they were food motivated..

So they got a little snuggle, I would rub the right spots and I would get positive feedback that it was the right spot, and then we would end the session by offering food. When they ate I knew that while they were afraid of me there was the start of trust. In the above photo, you can see just how far that trust goes..

Very quickly, the littlest one said: "Okay, I've got this, you snuggle me, you play with me, you feed me, you're good" and she told me her name was Bridget. It is not my choice. I tried switching it to Gidget.. but no.. It's Bridget thankyouverymuch.

Briget was DONE being in that tiny bathroom.. she wanted out, so I had to put the baby gate up. She was totally distracted by a good cuddle though, and her huge personality showed her sisters that it is safe and that I'm a good thing, so then this happened..

Medium likes attention and will ask for it if she sees Bridget getting some. Large.. yeah.. she is interested.. she doesn't hide when I show up.. but she still has some trust issues and she will only let me give her love if I pick her up and I can only pick her up if I go very slow and am calm and basically 'meet her where she is'.

a horrible photo to show that she will stay for a few seconds unrestrained when I'm attempting to give her love.

Bridget REALLY wanted out of this room though.. and initially, I thought that was not going to happen for a while. See, I was told there was another litter for me that was coming up from down south.  Turned out that litter was even less social than these three, so she got her wish..

it did not go as easily as I had hoped.. all three of them eventually left the bathroom but they immediately returned to it. This is completely typical, it is why I chose the bathroom as their initial "safe room" as it is smaller and it was easier to acclimate to.. so when I removed the bathroom from them, they beelined it right to the litterbox closet and refused to explore. I felt a bit bad that I had to rush this but I didn't even consider that I would need the bathroom for the other litter.

It has been a day, and they are doing much better. I can walk up to all three of them and that is what matters.. "Large" makes me work for it, but I'm okay with that. In time she'll get over it.

But what about the "other litter"?  Well, that is a post for another day 🐱

If you clean it, they will come

So, it has been a while since I've had kittens.. Figured it was time to set things up because..

No, really, I'm just putting filler here so that when this post is shared you won't see this..

Look close.. you'll see an eyeball in there..

well, technically six eyeballs

They tell me that I am not trustworthy and at least one of them has told me to back the hiss right off. Fortunately, they are all hiss and no swat, so I am able to pick them up and give them snuggles. The one that hates me the most likes having her chin rubbed.

I have been told they are all girls, but since I'm still working on trust I'm not about to go peeking. They also need nail trims but I'm going to wait a couple of days on that too.

One of them is more friendly than the others. She calls to me from the room they are in, she wants to get out.. Time will tell if that is an option. It probably will be.