Sox moved the kittens yesterday. I suppose she decided she didn’t like the new house after all. It was panic time when my sister discovered them missing. We could only hope she had indeed moved them; we feared the worst: dogs, coyotes, hawks.
However, they were found in a small back room of the barn – the old corn crib. I shined a light in late yesterday and confirmed they were there after Sox came out by leaping over the not-to-the-ceiling-wall when I called her.
Late this afternoon I went in and visited them. I hope she doesn’t move them again, as I picked each and every one up. Our cousin Henrietta convinced us today that we must start handling them while they are young or else they would become feral cats and never let usgo near them.
They are so cute and fat. Not completely standing up, but moving around nevertheless.
I’m sure Sox feels she has moved them to a more protected area (she didn’t realize there’s a door to the crib by which we humans can enter, I’m sure!)
I shot a few (bad) pictures. It was completely dark in that little room and I had to point and shoot in the dark and hope for the best. Included below are few, as promised earlier. Hope I can get better pictures soon.
Now we have to think up six cute little names for them. Cats I’ve owned in the past were named Fibber, Black Kitty, Pumpkin and Bob-Tail-Tom-Cat.
What will we do with all of them? Would be really fun to keep them, but should anyone want one we’ll be glad to send them to a good home. Soon as they are weaned we’ll have to get Sox fixed so she won’t have another litter in a few months. Of course, if we keep six kittens we’ll also have to get them fixed as well. Maybe some veterinarian will give us a quantity discount!
Do you have any name suggestions for our kittens?