Well, we're fostering kittens again. We've obviously separated ourselves from the Humane Society, so we are now fostering for
F.A.R.M. (Fallston Animal Rescue Movement). Our friends have started their own rescue,
Luna's House, but they do not have kittens yet (and kittens are the only animals we can foster right now with the small townhouse and too many pets of our own). We started with 3 kittens, but two more were added in by another foster who was feeling a bit overwhelmed. This worked out fine b/c all 5 kittens were originally from the same litter anyway. So, here they are:
Above, screaming his little head off, is
Vegas. Misty named him and says the name fits since Vegas is up all night, causing trouble by picking on all the other kitties.
This one I named
Reeses (yes, like the candy). She's the only girl and was the first one to use the litterbox and figure out how to feed from the bottle (the kittens had been cared for by a mama cat until she abandoned them all at about 3.5 weeks old).
Here is stoic little
Nestle (also my naming). He likes to bite the bottle and climb the couch as if it were a mountain.
This is the first of the other foster's kittens. She'd already named him
Jinx, so we let him keep his name. The blue collar is to distinguish him from his twin (although we've now determined that Jinx is a boy and Reeses is the only girl, so we can tell them apart anyway).
Finally, we have teeny, tiny
Utah. He's calm and was a little sick towards the end of last week. All the kittens were blocked, so they all got kitty enemas Friday night. Utah perked up after that, so we think he's going to be okay. The black ones are easy to tell apart right now. Utah is the smallest with a white chest; Nestle has no white on his chest (well, maybe a couple hairs), and Vegas is the bigger of the two with white chests.
Well, the kittens are growing...and getting messy. Jinx is the only one who still requires the bottle (although they all would prefer the bottle if we let them). They are over 5 weeks old and should be eating regular kitten food at this point, but they have enjoyed being spoiled and want it to continue. Unfortunately, this transition period means wet food all over their faces and paws and the floor and the walls and...you get the picture.
I think the above is of Vegas. It is hard to tell from this angle. Nestle is bigger than the other two black kittens and Utah has more gray on his front paws (stray hairs, not like all-over gray).
Above is Jinx. They all really liked the hair dryer part of the bath. In fact, they all curled up and would crawl over each other to get closer to the dryer. We were surprised at how well they tolerated the baths too. Their future owners can thank us for introducing bath time early.
