And Kitty Makes Three

I don't remember how much I said a few weeks ago about Rosie bringing us a kitten. It was very young and unfortunately ended up dying. Well, it turns out there were more kittens.

We don't know why she brought it to us and did not try to nurse it or care for it. Perhaps she knew something was wrong?

This is the first kitty.

Anyway, that was around November 25. Then almost a full month later, she showed up at the door with another kitten in her mouth! Meowed at the door, we opened it and there she was. 

 This is that kitten. He now has a home with our daughter Jessica.

A little later we heard one of the dogs going crazy outside. Rosie had gone out a window and brought back another kitten. But she didn't bring it to the door. She meowed to get in, and we were surprised because we didn't realize a window was open and she'd gone out. It was later that we realized the dog was going crazy because she'd left a kitten at the bottom of the steps. It was a tortoise shell.

Then the next morning, Rick found another tortoise shell at the bottom of the steps! We were waiting to see if there were more, but this was it. One that died, and three healthy ones. Probably 6-8 weeks old. 

She was very attached to these. Since we were planning to go to Adam's for Christmas and didn't want our young pet sitter to have to care for all these kitties, a friend of Jessica's watched them. One of her friends wanted the two tortoise shells. So we found homes for all the kitties. They are all happily settled in now. 

But now we have drama between Rosie, the mama, and her litter mate (we think) Abbi. Abbi used to come in and stay, but now she only shows up occasionally to eat, and she hisses at Rosie. We don't know what's going on. Abbi is the one I took to the vet for her paw and spent $101 on it.  So we planned to keep her. But she doesn't seem to want to stay.

The yellow kitty started attacking Jayden, the older cat  that's been with us for years, so he had to be removed. Easier said than done, because he is wild, not a pet. Tyler is scratched to pieces.

So that is our pet drama for now.

Christmas pictures to come.