Kittens

So quite a while ago, a stray cat adopted my mom. I should be used to this as this was a common occurrence growing up. My parents really haven't had animals for a while, but they seemed excited about this cat. We soon found out that she had babies. When we found them, they were quite large already and very skittish. To this day, we still cannot get very close to them without them darting away. The mom cat has gotten used to my parents and has warmed up to my mom enough over the last few months that she is now very trusting. A little while ago, my mom noticed her belly was very large. Next thing we know, she disappeared. A few days later, she led my mom to her hideout where my mom heard tiny meows. Oh boy, kittens!

(Tomcat)

A few days later (kittens just over a week old...we think), the mom cat brought them to my parents house...all 3 cute kittens. My dad got busy immediately building them a house out of wood that would be warm for the new kittens. We made the decision we would keep one. We have been letting the kid play with them practically every day so they could get used to them. Night before last, we brought all 3 kittens in our basement to start weaning them from their mother. So far so good. All 3 are eating solid food and drinking without problems and we believe all 3 are now using the kitty litter box. Yay!!!

(Tigger-Maizy's favorite and the one we will keep)

We are still only keeping 1...at least that is my hope, although Casey continues to try to convince me otherwise. Maizy has now chosen names for all 3 and has picked her favorite to keep. We have Tinkerbell (the only girl), Tomcat and Tigger (Maizy's favorite). Casey has build a nice large area for them to play around in. My kids go insane around them. I sometimes fear for those little kittens. I guess the only way for my kids to learn is to practice and hopefully the kittens survive 3 crazy children.

(Tinkerbell)