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I have been busy. Crazy busy. A lot of the busy comes from transferring schools and work, the other comes from, well, this:
Meet Princess -- she's about 6 weeks old, and was found nearly dead on the side of a highway by some Good Samaritans 2 weeks ago. She was skeletal and covered in fleas when they picked her up. They got rid of the fleas and fostered her, but the female Good Samaritan developed pretty severe allergies to her and so they found her a home with us. She is SO TINY, omg. Bear in mind, I haven't worked with a kitten this young since Odin came into our lives, so close to 10 years. Odin is now about 15 pounds and Frank is close to 20 pounds, so it's quite surprising how small Princess is in comparison. She is already very much Boe's cat -- she follows him from room to room, sleeps in his armpit (often moving to his pillow next to his face in the middle of the night), and generally wants to spend her time hanging around him. It's awesome -- I had hoped for this since Fagan was a daddy's boy and Boe lost his special buddy when Fagan passed away. She is going to have amber eyes when they finish changing colors, and she is mostly white with tabby splotches and tail. Princess is also living up to her name -- she is tiny but fierce! She hisses and growls at the boys when they come a bit too close, but that distance is shrinking day by day. She gets along well with Maggie, as her foster family has 4 dogs. Last night, Princess discovered Maggie's tail makes an *excellent* play toy, and Maggie has shown no aggression, simply playfulness. Princess eats like a preteen boy (put her bowl down in front of her, wait 30 seconds, then fill it up again), but she's growing ridiculously quickly and putting weight on nicely. It's funny to watch her tummy expand as she snarfs down her crunchies and her wet food...afterwards, she usually gives a large burp and waddles off to the litter box. Here, have another picture:
Yes, the scale is accurate: Princess is the size of one of Boe's hands.
Meet Princess -- she's about 6 weeks old, and was found nearly dead on the side of a highway by some Good Samaritans 2 weeks ago. She was skeletal and covered in fleas when they picked her up. They got rid of the fleas and fostered her, but the female Good Samaritan developed pretty severe allergies to her and so they found her a home with us. She is SO TINY, omg. Bear in mind, I haven't worked with a kitten this young since Odin came into our lives, so close to 10 years. Odin is now about 15 pounds and Frank is close to 20 pounds, so it's quite surprising how small Princess is in comparison. She is already very much Boe's cat -- she follows him from room to room, sleeps in his armpit (often moving to his pillow next to his face in the middle of the night), and generally wants to spend her time hanging around him. It's awesome -- I had hoped for this since Fagan was a daddy's boy and Boe lost his special buddy when Fagan passed away. She is going to have amber eyes when they finish changing colors, and she is mostly white with tabby splotches and tail. Princess is also living up to her name -- she is tiny but fierce! She hisses and growls at the boys when they come a bit too close, but that distance is shrinking day by day. She gets along well with Maggie, as her foster family has 4 dogs. Last night, Princess discovered Maggie's tail makes an *excellent* play toy, and Maggie has shown no aggression, simply playfulness. Princess eats like a preteen boy (put her bowl down in front of her, wait 30 seconds, then fill it up again), but she's growing ridiculously quickly and putting weight on nicely. It's funny to watch her tummy expand as she snarfs down her crunchies and her wet food...afterwards, she usually gives a large burp and waddles off to the litter box. Here, have another picture:
Yes, the scale is accurate: Princess is the size of one of Boe's hands.
