Stop - Don't Litter! Spay and Neuter

To the Vets It seems only yesterday when I was visiting the Veterinarians office. Remembering,

Then the Quandary…

Of course one more REMEMBER!

Factoid

Socialization skills continue, and there is no doubt that these are lively, active, KITTENS who will grow up all too soon to be adult cats. They can run, pounce, and leap, and can entertain themselves and their human observers endlessly. Just as quickly they can fall asleep at the drop of a hat, (growing up is hard work), so take care not to let them tire.

Kittens will follow their mother cat's lead in socializing with humans. If she has a comfortable relationship with the humans in her life, so will her kittens. However, if kittens are not accustomed to human handling by six weeks, it will be a long, slow, process to train them later, and such a cat may never be a "lap cat."

So deciding to take Paisley was a good thing for many reasons.

In my case and thanks to Becky that rescued Paisley and coerced me into taking the MOM, it worked ever so well. Hope your daughter likes the newest pictures.

The updated news is this: Mom aka Paisley now weighs 7 pounds, she came here at 6 pounds…but then she has just been spayed. Doc grinned and said, “they be eating mighty well.” I beamed…

Willow being a female picked up ½ pound while her brother Jacopo gained one more ponds…putting Willow now at 3 # and Jacopo at 3.5 #. These two will return to the Vet after the first of the year to be, as I call it “ nipped and tucked.”

Some of the pictures are not really all that good from a photographers view, I am speaking about myself here. But the Blurry action has shown how they cavort all about.

Now that Paisley has her stitches out I can introduce the “Kids” to George. That will occur Friday. In a sense they have ‘known’ of each other existence from the smells that George has on his Dog Pillow, and the kittens use his pillow while he is out to sleep upon.

So after I returned the “kids” back home I need to run some errands for the contractor…

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After that was accomplished, YA I DID, got some new toys for them… GO FIGURE, goodness everyone will think I am a softie. Well for goodness sake the Pet Store was only three doors from where I parked my car.

The “nummie” Jar [treats, that when jar is shaken they come running] ~~~~~~~Remember Pavlov?

Where did the toy go?

I have it… NO I do…

GADS I am getting dizzy

Snarffing up the treats…