Babies

They like to sleep in the carrier.

Currently named "cruiser" cause of...

"Bruser" who is huge, has a very broad chest, and eats a lot!

Theodor and Naomi. Theodor such named because he looks like a big teddy bear. Naomi because she hates to eat. I think she wants to be a super model.

Wrestling

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Cruiser made it outside the door, and it was cute to see how little he looked next to Em.

Too much to do, too little morning

Ok, so this is my first morning to work with my new resolve to exercise every morning (again), and TWO sets of kittens.

Did I not tell you of my second set? shame on me. I took pictures, they are at home (I am currently at work) I'll share later.

I went to the shelter on Friday to pick up supplies, and was suckered in to taking four little black and black and white kittens. I was told they were eating on their own. They so aren't! They are so cute. they probably weigh 3/4 ths of a pound, and they were hissing and spitting at all the upheaval. just too cute. Once they settled down in the back bathroom they were fine. I introduced them to food, which they did actually eat, but they won't eat on their own, and they need to be 'primed' with formula first. I tried using a bottle. I have never had luck with that. I don't know why. Other people do. So I use a syringe. Fortunately they are using the litter box on their own.

So anyway. I have four kittens that need to be fed. Four kittens and a mom that need food put down for them, a rabbit who needs food, and my exercise, and to get out of the house with my breakfast and lunch. doable? somehow I got it all in.

I got dressed before going to feed the babies. Silly? yes, totally. but with little kitten claws totally necessary. Somehow I got through the feeding of four kittens, one of which who HATES to eat with out getting any formula on myself. I put out more food for them, and reintroduced them to it. *crosses fingers they'll eat*

Went out, fed the rabbit, who gets testy when she runs out of pellets, and lunges at them when I refill. I'd use my hopper to feed her, but then she'd have access to too many pellets and would get fat.

Went down to feed the older set. Now they sit at the door and try to escape when I enter, so when I was in the room, and put food down, and only saw three kittens instead of four, I got concerned that one escaped. None of my own cats came down with me, so I started calling them, cause nothing can find a kitten faster than a cat who doesn't want it loose in the house. Eli came down first, followed by Jack. No concern from either of them, so I went back into the room to look again. It was Bug that was missing. There aren't that many places for her to hide. I went back out, again, no concern from the cats, back in, and realize that she is behind me, but she wasn't. although she was, in the rafters. silly kitten. I was just trying to figure out how to reach her, when she finally jumped down on to the scratching pole, and got down on her own.

So that was my fun morning.

I'm so clever

Sometimes I am so clever I scare myself. Now this is probably not the newest idea on the planet, but it came to me, it works, and works amazingly well, and I'm thrilled.

Emerald should be on 3 medications. 1) for her upset stomach 1/4 to 1/2 a pepcid 2) cosequin and 3) a capsule of herbs for her diabetes. Well, she hasn't gotten them in a while because her stomach has been so upset. I feel I really should be giving her the cosequin, since that is obvious that it works, and so is the pepcid. Well, the tiny tablet occasionally gets knocked out of my hand when I am giving it to her, lands on her tongue, so she spits out the wet icky pill that now sticks to anything and is impossible to give. I watched "How it is made" on the discovery channel a couple of days ago, I saw them making capsules (which the cosequin is in). A light bulb went off today, that I could stick the pepcid IN the cosequin, and now I'm down to one pill instead of two. BINGO! it works. I'm thrilled. A bit of advice, though, if you are going to be opening a capsule, pay attention, and don't open it sidewards. I was so thrilled with my new discovery, I was explaining it to my hubby in the other room, and opened the second one the wrong way. D'OH!

The kittens are so freakingly adorable. Every other thought is oh I want to keep this one, oh I want to keep that one.. *rolls eyes* Kenny made a good solid poop and it didn't seem that hard for him to pass *YEA!* Someone has very liquid stools, though. I KNOW mom does, but someone else does too. I got some more albon the other day, so it SHOULD be clearing up soon *crosses fingers*

Broken heart healed?

Many moons ago, I had to put Kodi to sleep. It was a long battle to save him. he was so young, and he seemed so many times to rally, and for a while I thought I might actually be able to save him, but the day came when it was beyond obvious. His body and his spirit was broken, and he had had enough. (I'm crying typing this, so maybe not fully healed)

I brought him in to the vet, and pleaded with her in a non pathetic way to think of one more thing we could try. There was nothing. She took my darling boy out back, to prepare him for the injection (they put in a catheter to make it easier once you are ready). I sat in the room in broken spirits, and on the radio came one of the popular songs of the time that I really liked. I tried to take comfort in it. Unfortunately, the situation ruined the song for me. Every time afterwards I had to change the station. music can evoke very very strong emotional memories for me - which is probably why I don't listen to a lot of it any more. But I do at work.

The song came on.

I was able to just enjoy the song.

Three years, later.

Me, Emotional? you could say that. And there is nothing wrong with that

AN INTERESTING DAY AT THE RAINBOW BRIDGE

AN INTERESTING DAY AT THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
A tribute to Steve Irwin
by drharper on Livejournal

The Rainbow Bridge is a place of both peace and anticipation as
departed pets await their beloved owners.
There are plenty of things to keep them contented while they
wait: trees you can't get stuck in, endless meadows, splashing
streams, thickets perfect to hide in for pouncing games.
But one day the residents noticed some rather unusual newcomers arrive.
The koalas and the kangaroos slipped in rather quietly, but then
came the bearded dragons, the skinks and the goannas. The influx of
snakes startled an entire family of cats up a tree. Pythons, cobras,
tiger snakes, brown snakes and even fierce snakes. There were so
many at one point, it seemed the ground itself was alive with
writhing.
A burly wombat shouldered his way through the crowd and plopped
down in a shady spot, barely missing a Jack Russell terrier who
yapped indignantly as he abandoned his position
And then the crocodiles showed up.
Finally, a Great Dane managed to get up enough nerve to approach
one of the reptillian giants.
"Um.... excuse me," he said hesitantly. "But why are you all here?"
The croc dropped her jaw and laughed. "Same as you, mate," she
said. "Waitin' for someone who loved us."
The dogs, cats, gerbils and other "typical pets" looked at each
other in confusion, then at the plethora of weird, ugly and downright
deadly creatures assembled.
Who on Earth could possibly love some of those faces?
"I see him!" shouted a green mamba from his vantage point in one
of the trees. A cacophony of squeeks, hisses, bellows and roars
erupted as the mob surged forward toward a lone human walking across
the field toward the bridge. The other animals managed to catch a
glimpse of him before he was overwhelmed by the crowd.
"CRIKEY!" he shouted joyously right before he was bowled over by
the wombat.
"Well I'll be," said a Persian as she tidied up her fur. "It's
that Aussie my human liked to watch on TV. Had to be the craziest
human on the whole planet."
"Oh, please," remarked an echidna as he hurried by. "Is it
really that crazy to passionately love something God made?"