So, this sweet tortoiseshell kitty was dropped off on us, as often happens when living on a farm, and last month she had six kittens. Then, she adopted the two tiny orphans brought to us by my daughter-in-law. That makes eight. I have what we call ‘kitten corner’ on the sun space where people love to gather and watch the kittens play and play with them in turn. It’s a happy spot. Our tiny pom-poo, Sadie, is kitten mad. Our rescue dog, Jilly, doesn’t care about them either way. She was told firmly on her introduction here not to chase cats, and she doesn’t see what else of interest is to be done with them.
Sadie will really miss these little guys when they’re gone. So will I. Meanwhile, I’m doing my best to take care of the brood, along with the help of the very able mama kitty. I’ve decided to call her Miss Kitty. Don’t tell my DH, but she’s staying. Miss Kitty is such a quiet little cat he may not notice. She’s also quite pretty. It is my wild and crazy hope that maybe on down the road I can breed her to the gorgeous Siamese male who has taken up residence on our farm, and she will have amazing kittens. But I haven’t worked out the details yet, given that he’s on the wild side. I’m also thinking it’s possible I may create a new breed, or she may birth my long awaited orange and blue kitten. It’s possible I’m also kitten mad.
“You can’t help that. We’re all mad here.” – The Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland
“You can keep a dog; but it is the cat who keeps people, because cats find humans useful domestic animals.”-George Mikes
As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat. – Ellen Perry Berkeley
But we can try.
**Sadie with the kittens. Images by daughter Elise.