This post may induce intense feelings of feline love. You may feel the need to go out right now and find yourself a 5 week old kitten...or twelve. You may want to come to my house for a cuddle and a nuzzle.....with the kittens. You may never want to leave.
Hubby found the kittens the other night while feeding the horses. He heard scratchy, scratch noises above him in the loft of the barn and went up to find the precious, perfect almost 5 week old kitties.
My life hasn't been the same since.
I have avoided all responsibility and spent my days cuddling, "oooo-ing" and "aww-ing". I spend my evenings making weird noises to get the babies to come over to me.
And they do.
I am completely in love and thank Smokey every day for being a female instead of a male. I thank her for taking such good care of her littles and give her much lovin' to show her that I still love her just as much.
God help me.
What have I become?
Those slimy little rodent-looking things just a few weeks ago have now turned into fluffy, chubby adorable kittens with lots of personality.
Princess has named them. This one is Melva. I love her.
She has a small white mark under her chin and on her belly. She cuddles and hangs out with humans because she knows we are nice. She goes on little adventures through the barn all by herself because she is independent. She doesn't follow the others. She does her thing whether they are around or not.
This is Taily. Not sure if I love the name because I feel she deserves a name like Rascal, but it will do for now.
She hisses when you come near her but puts up no fight when you pick her up. She is a loud squawker but quiet once comfy on your lap.
She is a bit more shy then the other two, eats enough for the three of them and is never far from her Momma.
She has the most perfect face and roly poly body.
And then there is Kaylee. Not a fan of this name and I am trying my hardest to change Princess' mind.
But she is stubborn.
Kaylee has a bit more white under her chin and on her belly, but her personality matches her other black sibling.
Except she enjoys eating kitty litter.
I don't know if you have ever watched a Mommy cat with her kittens, but it is probably the sweetest thing I have ever witnessed. Mommy "talks" to them with a quiet purr/meow noise when they are scattered through the barn. Each one quickly comes right over to Mommy where they are greeted with a few licks and more purrs. She then leads them all into their special hiding spot as they toddle behind her. When they are out adventuring, she sits in the middle and supervises to make sure all is OK.
I am becoming the Crazy Cat Lady.