Continuation of the Saga of the Kittens!

Thought I'd update you on my kitten fiasco.  As I have said before, the two little black kittens that I adopted and feed are grown now.  They are brother and sister and I named them K.T. (boy) and Ditto (girl).  They live quite happily on my porch because they started out feral and are just learning over time to trust me.  I feed them daily and K.T. goes walking with me and the dogs in the mornings.

I was able to trap K.T. and so he got carted to the hospital and neutered.  Got him a complete physical and all his shots, too.  Since then, he has become quite loveable and allows me to pet him and even pick him up sometimes.  He has also begun following the dogs in the front door when we come in from our walks.  He doesn't want to stay inside, though, and begins to howl if I don't let him out right away.

Ditto got pregnant before I could trap her.  She had a litter of two little ones.  The children in this apartment complex caught the smallest and I guess they dropped it because it's front leg was broken.  So I took both to the vet and had the little one put to sleep while getting the other one shots.  This baby was inside my house from about 5 weeks of age to 3months of age, but she never got friendly or trusting and she bit and hissed and scratched if you got anywhere near her.  I finally had to catch her and take her to the animal shelter because she was biting me all the time.  I am sorry that I had to do that, but I really didn't know what else to do. 

Anyway, all this time I never could catch Ditto and she got pregnant again!  I was so upset.  This time, she had her babies close by and when I put a box outside the door, she brought them to live in the box.  Three little kittens now living in a box in my doorway.  When the kittens were about 4 weeks old, someone took them.  They were there in the morning and gone in the afternoon.  Ditto was frantic!  They finally were returned after a couple of days and they were thin and frightened.  I brought them in the house for safety and Ditto came inside to care for them.  She is very skittish and frightened, but she was so happy to see her babies again that she forgot to be afraid. 

Once the kittens were eating on their own and getting more independent, I finally got to take Ditto to be spayed.  No more kittens for us!  I found good homes for all three of these delightful babies who were well socialized from being in the house.

I was so happy to think that my cat issues were now over.  Or so I thought!  About the time I got the last kitten placed, I noticed another feral black cat hanging around.  She looked like she was nursing and she came to see if my two left any food.  The next day, I went out to feed my cats and guess what I found!

Four kittens were waiting to be fed.  No mother cat in sight.  Great. 

These are truly feral kittens, but they were starving and they fought my cats off the food.  Now, if I want my cats to be able to eat, I have to feed the kittens too.  I am not thrilled.  I really don't want to be the cat lady on the block.  So, my plan is to take the TNR class at the Humane Society so I can trap these four kittens and to release them away from my home after they are fixed.    I'll let you know how that goes.

It really is a shame that people in apartments just leave their pet cats when they move.  I have always seen colonies of feral cats at every apartment complex I have ever lived in.  Seems a shame. 

Related articles

• Dora The Explorer Kitten ~ The Feral Cat Rescue Project (feral-kitten-rescue.blogspot.com)
• Behavior of a Feral Cat (brighthub.com)
• Think Globally, Spay Locally (animals.change.org)

Our foster dog is healing nicely!

We took Austen to get all of his shots and then we took him to be neutered.  It seemed irresponsible to not do this for him, even though his real mom was not terribly excited about it.  She thinks he is SO cute and should be allowed to breed, but when you see how many homeless animals there are all over the world, it doesn't seem quite right.  Anyway, we did it and he is finally all healed.  I don't really think he cares one way or another because he has not acted any differently.

But now he is a legal and healthy pet.  My sister is really campaigning for us to keep this dog.  I don't think it will happen, but if it does then that would be fine.  My little man is slowly adapting to having Austen around and they have begun to have spurts of real play-time in the mornings.  I think this is really good for my Satchmo.  He was getting so old and crotchety.  Now he at least is being more active.

Anyway, here are some pictures of Austen in his lovely collar (that lasted about as long as it took to take the pictures).  He obviously hates it and the look on his face says, "Hurry up and take the picture so I can pull this thing off me!"

Now we are looking into some grooming for him because he is getting pretty shabby looking.  He has poodle hair and doesn't shed, so that means he will need to be clipped.  Great!