Knowledge is power

I remember like it was yesterday when my history teacher told us that knowledge is power. The more knowledge you have, the more powerful you'll be. In theory anyway.

I've had my little weapons of mass destructions for little over 2 weeks now and we've gotten really friendly now. Their little personalities are developing and they're still wrestling the hell out of each other. The day I picked them up as we were watching the 8 kittens tear the place apart we were discussing those poor little people who only adopted one kitten without having another cat at home to teach the kitten some manners. Well, After watching these 2 go at it for the past 2 weeks, I'm not sure if just one cat would have been so bad! LOL! No...they keep each other company and even though I just pulled a junk of Brooklyn's fur out of Dunkin Donuts' mouth, I wouldn't have it any other way. I may have chosen DD but Brooklyn chose me. And I couldn't be happier.

For the most past my apartment hasn't suffered too much. It seems I did good with the toys I bought them since so far they are the once suffering the most. Other then the once accident DD had in my bed they've done their business in the litter box. I'm actually seriously thinking about teaching them to go to the real bathroom as when I do my business they NEED to be there with me. Never fails. They might be in the middle of their nap inside the couch but as soon as I go to the bathroom they're there as well.

After the first three nights were up and down I had 4 nights of uninterrupted sleep. Then I tried to get them to sleep with me in the bedroom which resulted in them chasing my feet and arms under the covers with all the imagined movements as well. Needless to say I wasn't happy and wasn't about to chance them attacking my face in the middle of the night so out they went. Since then I've tried to have them there every night but we end up in the same place. Them outside and the door firmly closed.

I've tried to teach them where they are allowed. Like kitchen table and my desk are off limits. Still working on those. My computer is fascinating to them, especially the movement of the mouse pointer. That they could chase forever. That spray bottle gives me more power though than knowledge does! I just shake it and they flee! LOL! They are not really chewing electric wires but they like to play with the once belonging to my speaker systems. I just sit on the couch and shake the bottle!

Along with the kittens came a little welcome packages filled with pamphlets, measuring cup, activations toys and food samples. I've been reading those pamphlets and lemme tell you, they are SCARY! With Sox and Bailey being senior citizens by the time I came into their lives and T being the primary parent I was there for the spoiling and companionship. The hard part of raising them was already behind and all their habits, good or bad and all their personalities and quirks were already in place so it's not like I could "mold" them or teach them all that much, if at all. Now with these 2, they are like little play dough's, I can mold them every which way I choose to. And also control their diets. S C A R Y! Of course I don't want them to get sick and of course I want them to live looooooong and happy and healthy lives... but reading those pamphlets makes me just feel inadequate! " The first year of your kittens live is very important and will set the course for the rest of it's life", " Between the months of 3 and 6 kittens grow 15 times faster than human babies...", "It's important to give your kitten the energy it required without over feeding it", grocery store bought kitten food doesn't have as much meat in them as pet store food does"...etc etc. ( BTW, Brooklyn is now trying to write this post for me). So basically, if I don't feed them the most expensive and meatiest food, they will have all kinds of developmental problems or might get obese or won't get all the nutrients they need...eye sight loss...losing fur...weak bones... Why did I wanna be in charge of 2 kittens again??? NEVER READ THOSE PAMPHLETS!!!

As a super poor single mother I'm feeding them whiskas. And I'm reading the feeding instructions and so far it seems that they're working. They get wet food twice a day and dry food is available all the time. I give them wet food and fresh water in the morning and dry and wet food in the evening. And lemme tell ya, they have PLENTY of energy to terrorize the apartment! It's like living in the race tracks when they start chasing each other and wrestling! Hurts me just looking at it how they bite each other. OUCH!

Both of them like the brush. I really enjoyed brushing Sox and Bailey and now with one half long and one long haired cat they need it too. Brooklyn takes it like a man but DD has to wrestle the brush all the way. And she purrs like there's no tomorrow. They are both such an insta-purrs! Just scratch their butts and the purring starts. It's awesome.

They are both also very social and inquisitive. They get up and personal with everybody really quickly. My mom, who is not a cat person had them both in her lap at one point. Such a difference from Sox and B. They were not new-people persons at all. But I miss them. So much. Every once in a while I mistakenly think DD is Sox. Haven't called her that yet but it's the tuxedo. and the socks. DD is just longer haired. She's so fluffy. I love it. And the hair between her toes. Awww. Even though I feel like a 2 year old with my new favorite word being "NO", I would not change this for the world! I love my little terrors and if not anything else, they make me smile!

I put the collars on the kittens today. As you can see from the video from below, Brooklyn was NOT happy! Then he took a long nap and now he's protesting again. Trying to get it off. Not happy that he's jingling like Santa's sleigh! And they're not stealth anymore. I might not be happy during the night when they run around the apartment but we'll see. As far as I'm concerned, the collars are here to stay.

As you can see the agenda on my blog has changed a little...I'm now including kittens!

So much to tell but not enough time. Till next time!