Friday Fun with Faraday

Kitteney update..

The kittens are doing well.. eating, playing, sleeping and pooping up a storm.. we are making progress with the taming as well, but they are still pretty hand shy, flinching when you go to pat them.  Faraday is still far more likely to growl at you then not - which I find oh so endearing but I really shouldn't.

I decided to go down and have dinner with them the other day to prove to them my diet does not consist of kitten.. Maxwell was INSISTENT on finding out what I was doing, and wanted to be very specific about it..

The boys are at weight, Allie has a bit of a way to go in the physical development, and they all have some serious improvement that needs to happen in the attitude department.. I am still hoping they'll simply figure out that I'm not going to eat them and get over it..

Opt to adopt - Shooting at the Shelter Series

So when I went to have the foster kittens tested, I brought my camera and intended to take some photos while I waited for the test to give the results. This gave me about 10-15 minutes, and sadly I rushed through it so some of the photos aren't all that great..

Well look at this.  Gigi is STILL at the shelter waiting for a home.  I have NO idea why.. she is not 'diabetic', she just needs to eat Fancy Feast - available at any store anywhere.. and she she needs a little water mixed in with her food.. how hard is this people!  Someone come adopt her PLEASE!!  she'll snuggle you, give you head buts, sit next to you, etc.. she is a pretty awesome cat.  I think she suffers from "Bad Cat Name Syndrome".. They still have her listed as "Little Cat" at the shelter.  I keep telling them, change the name, she'll go home the next day!..

This beauty is "Smokey".  She is visually impaired, but her eyes contracted a little while I was in there so I think she can see something. I could totally be wrong. She was sweet and asked to be patted. She was in the room alone with two small rambunctious kittens.. which I thought was an interesting choice.  I tried to get photos of the kittens because they were so cute, but they were NOT sitting still even for a tushie shot.. so alas, I moved on.

The next room I went into had many more cats, so I didn't catch their names.  I loved the solid black kitty with her ear tipped.. not to mention the Katie look alike with her curled up whiskers.. Okay, fine, each one captured a bit of my heart.. even the one sleeping in the basket on the shelf in the window so I have no idea who it was or what he or she looked like..

last but certainly not least.. Chandler..

He is in a room of cages due to his restricted diet and need of insulin.  He's still got the limp, and he's still got the attitude, and I still love him beyond reason. He was out stretching his legs and investigating the storage cabinet here, but later I went back and gave him some love and a few kisses.. and he soaked them up like a sponge.. I do hope someone comes and takes him home soon..

Kit

I went looking for a photo of Kit the other day and realized I haven't shared a picture of her in a while.  Kit is very much my husband's cat (in fact she's on his chest this very minute) and she interacts with me very little, hence she isn't around when I have the camera out..

Laying on Dad's side of the bed

I wondered if Kit would like a treat, so I offered her one...

Yup, she was mighty impressed.. so were Fleurp and Jack..

The kittens big day out

Okay, who shoved us in this box??

The time came over the weekend to take the kittens in to the shelter to be tested and vaccinated.  It is important to get them out of the house, and I haven't been able to do that yet so I was looking forward to this even as I was apologizing to them for what they were about to go through.

I took them in, had them vaccinated, got their nails trimmed (sorta, they still really hurt when they tried to climb my leg later, so I'm going to have to do them again) and tested for felv, and the test came up negative..

When we got back home I coated my hands in stress stopper, and took them out of the carrier one by one and patted them with it and put them on Happy Bear. They didn't stay there for more than half a second and quickly found their way under the couch.

ha ha, you can't get me!!

Since they hadn't had breakfast before going to the shelter I was hopeful that putting some food down would help them forget they were being afraid, and their hunger would win out.  I had to sit with them for nearly half an hour before they came out to eat, and wasn't I oh so shocked at who came out first..

What, I was hungry! ~Faraday

and look at that tail!!  I was shocked it wasn't curled up all curly pig tail style that he has been carrying it when he's been unsure of things.. (the tail says I'm good, those ears however says I am so not sure about this!)   Shortly after Maxwell came out followed by Allie who would not let the boys eat all the food.

I then left them alone for the rest of the day and went back that night to tend to them again. Once again I was something to run from and fear, but we did have some improvement in the amount of time it took them to get over that. Faraday even climbed up on my husband with out anything enticing him to do it.  I wonder if these kittens will ever be lap cats.. I keep hoping..