It goes to figure that despite having spade and neutered all our pets, I come back from to church camp to discover the that the stray under our porch has had eight kittens before we could get her into the program to make sure these things don’t happen at the humane society. Well, she’d had them for awhile, it’s just while I was at camp, they hit the three week point and started popping out their heads. While unexpected, it’s has been a wonderful gift of life.
For now, they’re too young to be separated from their Mother, so I have become their main caretaker besides Mommy, although my own Mommy has been helping a lot as well. It’s been a lot of work as well! Eight kittens is a large number, and on her own, the Mother can’t take care of them all. The kittens are feed three times a day, watered down dry food two times and canned one time, as well as having to go out and retrieve the empty bowls. Otherwise, flies build up, and it’s good to have the dishes on hand for the next feeding. In Ohio, like everywhere else in the States, we’ve been having a hot summer, and there’s a lot of going out to refill their water dish so they and their mother stay hydrated. There’s also the time that’s needed to try to socialize the kittens so they will easily be able to find a home. All this between a Mother cat who grudgingly accepts my presence, but will claw me if she has the chance. It’s keeping me very busy, to say the least.
Still, it’s amazing. The kittens grow a little every day, and go from barely stable balls of fluff when I first knew them to functioning creatures with distinct personalities.
I’m going to miss these guys when they leave. It’s just not possible to keep them all. Still, I’m holding out hope that my Mom will let us keep one, and I already know which one I want us to keep. Just keep my fingers crossed.