Second baths & crazy antics

Tonight (Saturday) the kittens & the adults all had baths, the babies being much better behaved than the grown ups! They are now all neat and tidy ready for their first ever outing as they visit the vet for their first health check, 1st vaccinations & their microchip implant on Monday. Normally I’d do the bath tomorrow but it’s my birthday & I may not have the time to do all the baths, ears & claws due to seeing family. 

Their feeding is going so well, there are absolutely no issues with their eating or digestion & no issues with litter tray use either! They are drinking water from the bowls of water & enjoying lots of play & sleep. I love when they decide they are sleepy & these little warm bundles climb onto my lap or snuggle in at my side to snooze away for a while. Sometimes I end up with a puddle of kittens & stay as still as possible for as long as possibly so as not to end their slumber.  

Once they wake again it’s time for running, climbing, jumping, pouncing, stalking, attacking. Today I’ve taken some toys up & put down a Y shaped play tunnel which has been mightily popular. There is a peep hole where the Y intersection meets - they’ll learn that this is both an escape route or an ideal position for a surprise attack ! They’re so busy! 

Just lovin’ life!

This is a dynamic time for the kittens. In their 7th week, they have already undergone dramatic change from the tiny almost helpless, yet doggedly  (cattedly?) determined newborns with tiny sealed folded in ears, eyes tightly shut to the marauding little hoodlums they are today with their satellite dish ears & keen sighted eyes that don’t miss a thing… I continue to be awed at nature’s capacity to not only create in a hurry (63 days from mating to newborn) to these independent characterful creatures learning the skills of life. Despite the life of luxurious domesticity they are destined to enjoy, evolution is in its full force as they play together rough-housing, they’re learning the skills of hunting & of overcoming their prey (or surviving a predator) practicing on each other. They swiftly learn the art of deception, crying out “I’m hurt” in order that a sibling loosens their grip only to take advantage moments later cashing on on their siblings duplicity by turning the tables. It’s endlessly fascinating & amusing as it looks exactly like the archetypal mischievous kitten. I love their attempts to look bigger as they arch their back & face their “foe” sideways on, how they creep & prowl, pounce & run, climb &…. One wait, I don’t know how to get down! Meoooooow - translating to “human, come save me”.

As I was searching online for something on my phone today, beside me there was the odd squeak & some jostling going on.. I lifted my arm & got to watch this….