Thursday, June 14, 2007

Unbelievable Mother. Jumping Jen takes on Millersburg kittens

I don't have volunteers helping me out. Until now. Jumping Jen, the feral torti from Clover Ridge Drive, became my very first volunteer fosterer.

Mother cats, even young ones, are unbelievable. Jumping Jen, the feral torti from Clover Ridge, who was apparently the mother of the missing in action kittens, who mysteriously quit crying two days before I arrived on scene, just, without question, took on four ten-day-olds, I found screaming in various places back of a Millersburg trailer.

I couldn't leave the little buggers to just scream until they died. I'd been returning four cats just fixed out that way. The kittens were cold and all seperated, as if they'd decided with mom missing they might as well strike out each on their own, screaming as they went, in search anything warm and hopefully with a nipple attached somewhere. But did I want to feed bottle babes? Hell no I don't.

So, I eyed Jen, confined in a small cage in my bathroom, since every other nook and cranny is currently filled with cats needing homes and I'm stressed and tired out. I could see she had perked up considerably just at the sounds of crying kittens.

I said "Jenny, can you do me this favor?" and I held out one of the kittens for her to have a look at. I continued, "I promise I won't ask you to look after them for long." (I was lying there). Then, I unceremoniously deposited all four kittens into the cage with her. I'd fed them KMR by syringe first.

She was looking confused and wide-eyed at first. She's not that old herself. But she's bored in that cage and scared and needs something to take her mind off things. Nothing like caring for four demanding kittens to take her mind off her own frights and fears.

Anyhow, I also took some new photos of the one eyed torti teen--Sweet Pea, who is super friendly, as one can see. The third photo is of Moonshine, the yard stray now the house stray. She is super self-confident, super-smart, a cut above the other cats and she knows it, and well, she's really a great cat. She also needs a home.




In other news, its' now looking like it will be Smolder and Jumping Jen going to the one barn home I have. That leaves Jack, Frap, Twister and the monster Siamese needing homes, from the Clover Ridge Crowd, along with of course Sweet Pea.

I don't think the barn home will come through in Veneta and have almost given up on the Dorena person who e-mailed an interest in Twister. They claim when they tried to call my phone number wouldn't work. When I called them, the phone just rang and rang, no answer and no message machine. Maybe their phoneline is not working right. Anyhow, I'll try both again, but have about given up on those options, meaning I need to find others quickly.

3 comments:

  1. My very first cat, who died two years ago, was a torti named Sweet Pea. She wasn't very sweet, though -- she was one of those cats who didn't like to be touched, and she'd bite if you tried. She was very happy and loving in her own untouchable way, though.

    I often wish I lived closer to you so we could have the occasional cup of coffee, and I could help you out with your cat tasks. If I did, I know I'd end up bringing a ton of cats home with me, though. And Sweet Pea would be one of them.

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  2. Shall I bring her to you then, Leigh Ann? I certainly need a vacation.

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  3. I wouldn't turn you away ;-) I don't know what you'd think of Vegas, though... we'd have to keep you away from the casinos, and take you up to the mountains. Better yet, maybe we should all meet up in Utah at Best Friends Animal Sanctuary. They're located in a beautiful canyon, near a few state and national parks, and it looks gorgeous. I'd actually love to get away from my pets for a while to go spend time with someone else's pets :)

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