Dear Diary,
My foster mom is totally besotted with my kittens. She has weighed them again, and is delighted with their steady gain. You'd think SHE was the one who was feeding them!
They are 2 weeks old today!
Tulley, my "runt" is doing very well. Of course, I am extremely proud of them all!
Top: (L) Flynn, 13.25 oz., Meg, 12.25 oz.Bottom: (L) Tulley ,11.25 oz., and Molli, 12 oz.
Dear Diary,My foster Mom and Dad made a brand new nursery for my babies yesterday. My foster Mom noticed that my kittens, especially Meg, were becoming more active and really growing. She felt that it was time for more spacious living quarters. We have a soft bed, and great little exercise area.
I think it's really upscale and quite posh.
Lynda writes to Juno:
Dear Juno,
Your kittens will soon begin to stand up on their four little paws and try to walk.
Meg is doing really well - we notice that she is upright much of the time.
Your kittens are also beginning to hear, because they react to my voice. Each day, their vision is improving, and they try to focus on our faces as we admire them.
We are glad that you like the new nursery. Your kittens will remain safe there for several weeks.
Dear Diary,What's with my kittens? They all want to feed at the same time! One takes a notion to be hungry, then they all get hungry.Sometimes I wish they would take turns!
Lynda writes to Juno:
I can hear you purring! You are such a happy mom.
Top: MegBottom, from L: Flynn, ?, Tully, ?Dear Diary,
I am so excited!!!! All my babies have opened their eyes! OK - so it will be a while before they can really see, but look so much cuter! Of course, my foster mom is even more excited than I am!
First were my boys Flynn, and Tulley, on March 25th, at 8 days of age. Meg's eyes opened on March 26th , and today it was Molli's turn, at 10 days.
My kittens not only are cuter, they are becoming more lively. Molli has the loudest cry.
Soon they will be able to hear.
Lynda writes to Juno:
Your days will get a whole lot busier when all your kittens can see!
The average age for this kitten milestone is 7 to 14 days. Their true eye colours will take a few months to fully develop.
What a nice surprise! The SPCA folks will be delighted, too.
Love,
Lynda, your foster Mom
Dear Diary,
My babies are a week old already! Where does the time go? Soon they will no longer be “newborns”! Why, in another week or so, they will be opening their little eyes. I can hardly wait!O.K. I know that I am biased, and I know that they might appear homely to some, but I think they are the sweetest kittens ever.
My kittens were weighed today. Tulley is the smallest; he weighs 7.75 ounces. Next is Molli at 8 oz., then Meg 8.25 oz. Flynn is the big boy, weighing in at 8.75 oz. They are really doing well, and have doubled their birth weight easily.There is something bothering me, though. I overheard my foster mom talking on the phone to someone from the SPCA. They were discussing “adoption”. There’s another new word to add to the list. My name was mentioned, and I also heard something about my kittens being “ready to go” at around 8 weeks. "Go"?...... Where?I don’t know what all of this means. I hope we are not being sent out into the snow banks again! I’ll try not to worry and just concentrate on being a good mother.
I love my kittens so much!
Lynda writes to Juno:
Dear Juno,
Adoption means that your kittens will have a new home. They will have matured enough to be "on their own", at about 8 - 10 weeks of age. You, too, will be "adopted" by someone who will care for you.
The SPCA folks will make sure that only responsible humans will be permitted to adopt you and your kittens.
There are a number of reasons I am unable to adopt you. My "grand cats" come to visit, and you may not accept them. When your foster dad retires, he and I hope to travel a bit. The time is not right!
Your present home is a "foster" home - a temporary, but loving, and safe environment.
There is no shelter in Antigonish for unwanted cats and dogs, so the SPCA must depend on kind volunteers to provide foster care. Many foster homes are needed, especially in the spring and summer months, when the numbers of abandoned and unwanted animals increase. Without foster homes, these animals, mostly cats and kittens, will have to be euthanized. Another new word!
That word, Juno, is NOT a word which we will discuss at this time.
Love,
Your foster mom, Lynda
PS I love your kittens, too!
Dear Diary,I have been receiving visitors, so I am feeling very special. Everyone thinks my kittens are sweet.
My babies have been growing, and have been named by my foster family. The two boys are Flynn and Tulley. The two girls are Meg and Molly. The smallest kittens have names ending with "y's".
I now weigh 7 pounds.I am very busy, keeping my kittens clean and fed. People predict that I will "have my paws full" in a few weeks time. I think I will catch forty winks while I have the chance.
Dear Diary,I have such exciting news! I am a new mother!
I have four baby kittens!Last night I awoke with some sharp pains. I didn’t know what to do, and wished that my foster Mom would be with me. I was scared! After a couple of hours I needed to push, and out of my bottom came a funny looking sack, with a stringy thing attached, and I could see a little creature inside. I quickly broke the sack gently with my teeth, and there was a kitten! There was also a lot of watery stuff, which I immediately cleaned up. I cleaned the kitten with my tongue. Then the pains started again. This time I was not quite as scared. A second kitten-in-a-sack came out. I went right to work. Bye - bye sack!
This procedure went on for most of the night: pain, push, clean, and I was really tired by early morning. I had a total of 4 kittens!!! Can you believe that? Little me — a mother of four!My babies are very dark, with cute little markings on their dear little faces. Two have a bit of brown on their backs. They remind me of a certain male tabby from the old neighbourhood. We had a brief fling about two months ago, and I haven’t seen him since. The scoundrel!
My foster dad found me and my kittens at 6:20 this morning. Was he excited! I purred the loudest purr I could muster, I was so proud of myself. Within minutes, my foster mom appeared and she totally freaked out. “Oh, Juno", she kept saying. “Your babies are beautiful.” I know they are!
I have to go now. My babies are crawling all over the fur on my belly. They are looking for milk!
