Kitten Time!

8 May

Today is the day! We get to pick up our brand new kittens today and I’m so excited! However, we have to take our two enormous cats to the shot clinic first to get all caught up on their vaccinations and I’m not excited about that. Dreading it is more like it. The last time I took Peaches to the vet he literally ate his way out of the cat carrier while I watched in horror. Really.

Now he’s about 17 or 18 lbs, making him a cat size L. And he’s nothing compared to our XL cat Zorro, a monster Maine Coon weighing in at 25 lbs. (For all you civilized metric folk that’s about 11 1/4 kg. I looked that up special. You’re welcome!) He’s never been to the vet because frankly, I could never convince myself to do it.

Don’t get me wrong, he’s had his kitten shots and he’s as neutered as a male soprano, but that was before we got him when he lived at the no-kill shelter. Back when he was small and only weighed 7lbs. He came to us fixed, vaccinated and disease-free. It didn’t take long for him to balloon to his giant size living in our cushy house and eating off the Science Diet fat of the land (plus table scraps).

My Mom, bless her trap-neuter-return soul, has two pet cages that we’re going to use to transport the boys to the shot clinic. The brilliant thing about these cages is that they open from the top as well as the front so we don’t even have to pull them out for their shots. The vet will be eternally grateful, I’m sure.

I love seeing how Isobel is affected by growing up with cats. We try to avoid telling Isobel ‘no’ and instead opt for saying things like, “not for Isobel.” I picked that up in a child development course as a way to avoid your kid telling you ‘no’ every five seconds. It’s hilarious because she has learned the word ‘no’, but only in a specific context: yelling at the cats when they scratch on the furniture.  I have never heard her say ‘no’ in any other context and she says it with authority. Here she is yelling at Peaches for scratching on our nice green chair.

Another wonderful side affect is that she tries to play with the cats the way we play with the cats. It’s heart melting. Here she is using a ribbon to play with Zorro.

I’m super excited to raise her with kittens. I should have put this on my life list because frankly it’s a dream come true.

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One Response to “Kitten Time!”

  1. Erin May 9, 2010 at 10:17 pm #

    Our dogs are nowhere near as loving as your cats are with Isobel! I think we need a kitten. Also, Zorro? Is ENORMOUS.

    I, too, am dealing with the too much stuff issue. Slowly but surely, I’m whittling down our possessions so that it looks less like the set of a Hoarders episode and more like a place that you’d want to spend time. It’s hard, though, to part with stuff. I don’t know why, but it is.

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