Day 18 with foster kittens (orignally Tuesday, June 23, 2009)

Haven’t updated in awhile. But the kittens are doing great! They are getting so big, soon they’ll be off to new homes and the next batch can come in. We went away for the weekend and for the first time the kittens had free roam of the house day and night. While the resort was a blast we missed our little fur balls. Came home to a note on the fridge, the kittens had learned how to get up on the counters and stove by climbing the dish rags hanging off the oven handle! So no more hanging dish towels until they are gone. I never would have thought about that, none of the other fosters have ever done it but these guys did. Naughty little buggers.

They still haven’t had their shots… “T” was going to take them in while we were away but there is really sick leukemia cat at the vet’s office and she didn’t want to risk them getting sick.

No pictures unfortunately… my camera battery has died and I’ve been rather lazy about doing anything about it. I'll get on that now asap while out doing errands!

All of their personalities have been developing even further.

Munch has proved to crave human attention the most. He'll climb or jump into your lap and let out non stop, drawn out whiny meows and if that fails to get you to touch him he'll climb up onto your shoulder and do it from there until you love on him. heaven forbid you make eye contact with him if he's anywhere in the room as he then takes this as a cue to come running for attention and won't leave you alone until he's had his fill or something catches his attention (like siblings playing without him!). He loves being around the other animals and if he can't find any of them (not just his siblings) he gets very bored and destructive. Starts biting us (playfully), attack out fingers/toes(playfully), chewing on wires... lordy. I do believe he is a candidate for a multi cat/animal home. He really seems to crave not only human contact but animal contact as well.

Stabler doesn't make much noise unless he's hurt himself and then h lets go a screech unless he finds himself alone which again he lets out a screech. He has his moments of cuddling but they have to be on his terms, should I want a cuddle and he doesn't want it he wiggles about until he's free and runs off to tackle one of the cats and race around the house like his butt is on fire. Despite it he's very lovable, and a completely doll. He does however have a habit of swatting at fingers with claws out in play which needs to stop. He's my computer desk companion, when I'm on the computer he'll come along at least once and sit just below the screen and watch it. He's so chubby and round I just want to squish him all the time.

Finn is a tad bit skittish, loud sounds or feet moving at him too quickly send up ducking for cover. He also has the nasty habit of biting and digging his claws into unsuspecting hands that pet him. Again this needs to stop. He's the smallest still but growing into himself wonderfully. He loves to play and is always up for good rough housing, not letting anyone push him around despite his size he can easily over power his larger siblings. Finn is often found on his own curled up at the window or in a basket, under the bed, or in the closet if the door is open. He does play and can be very rowdy at it but doesn't seem to care too much if he's alone or not. Finn doesn't meow normally I've found unless he's unhappy about something and then its drawn out and high pitched. For the most part he squeaks or just blows out air while trying to meow. It's adorable and slowly he's coming around to being a cuddle bug.

Poor Munch. I was sitting on the edge of the tub shaving my legs to go get some sun (25C or 77F!!) Munch comes along crying for attention. I wonder to myself if he's this clueless... no cat or dog be it foster or not ever ventures into the bathroom when the tub has water in it for some reason. Well Reyna and Boone or waiting out in the hall for me and Munch just comes wondering in crying. I say hello and go back to shaving. Next thing I know Munch is on the side of the tub with me. I give him another stroke and tell him to be careful. He starts walking along the ledge and climbing over the spout and next then he hits the water. I was waiting for him to explode and try to get out but he stood there in the tub for a moment, frozen (in terror?) and then looks up at me and starts this frantic, painful meowing. I remove him and he does a little jigg out of the bathroom shaking his legs as he goes. Poor fellow. He's now posted in the middle of the bed frantically licking the memory away.