A humane society close by had a mama cat with 8 kittens that were ready to go home on first of November. That was 3 weeks ago. The day when I went to see them, not 1st of November. 5 of the 8 were already reserved so I was looking at the 3 remaining. I was just gonna take one. She was ash grey/black with white paws and chest and tummy. She also had the longest fur of the punch. I love fat cats but if it can't be fat, fluffy is a very good choice too. It was a no brainer. Then I saw him. And I just couldn't not take him too. He's black and white and has a cow print on his fur. Guess I'm not over that yet, huh? I realized the pattern few days before I picked them up. Just could not leave him behind. So instead of one terrorist, I now have 2.
They came home on Tuesday. I took them out of the carrier and put them into the litter box. They hang out there for about 20 minutes before I went to take them out. They scoped out the place, played with their toys a little and went for a nap. Was fairly easy day. No accidents.
Yesterday they found their way under the couch and into the foundation. Under the couch is big enough for them to get under but small enough for me not be able to get them out of there. And then there are crevices there where I can't reach even with the cushions off so now they have a new hiding place where I can't reach. Awesome. They slept the night inside the couch so I was all alone. Poor me.
This morning I had a dentist appointment at 8am. Just before I had to leave Dunkin Donuts decided to pee on my blanket. She did give me a fair warning beforehand by meowing loud and long but stupid new mom me didn't know what that meant yet so I caught her in the act. Threw her in the litter box and washed the blanket. Yippii!
On my way home I went and bought cat repellant. Supposedly keeps cats from unwanted places. Yeah, not so much, at least not yet anyway. I caught the kitties, put them in the kitchen and proceeded to spray it all around the couch and inside the crevices so hopefully they wouldn't go inside the couch again. As soon as I opened the doors, there they were under the couch again. The bottle did say to use it twice a day for a week and the cats would learn not to go there. I want results NOW!
Marianne suggested to buy a spray bottle, fill it with water and spray the kitties when they do something they're not supposed to. So I'm now spraying them when they go to explore my desk or chew electric wires. So far seems to work, or at least they're not happy to been sprayed. They're still little kittens though so I guess I should expect all this. OPut they will learn to obey the master! Oh yes they will! LOL! I'm so whipped. Slaved. And besides, who could say no to these faces?
Brooklyn
Dunkin Donuts with Dunkin Donuts
Nap time
The litter. Nice selections of colors and patterns considering the mama.
Brooklyn and Dunkin D
Dunkin Donuts
Dunkin D has some serious cattitude!
Oh yes I did! I named my cat Dunkin Donuts! No starbucks though. Might as well have named my cat ulcer then! LOL! This way I won't forget the great coffee and from where to get it from...like I could! And Brooklyn, well Brooklyn was one of the names I was thinking when we talked about having kittens, back in the day, after Sox and B were gone. And I did live in Brooklyn too. I did briefly consider naming Brooklyn "Red Lobster" but decided against it! LOL! Poor cat named after shellfish.
So there you go. The little terrors in cute furry camouflage are home now. And back inside the couch sleeping after wreaking havoc in my apartment for over an hour. Maybe I should nap too. It's been awhile since the last time I saw what 7am looked like!
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