The New Kitten
In lighter news, today arrived . . . the New Kitten!
She's very cute, and very loving, and a big attention hog:
How did this happen, with Darwin's adamant refusal to get another cat, especially after the hell we went through with other cats? Well...
You may remember from previous entries that Darwin loves Scottish fold cats, and he got word that one of the pet agencies had one. When we arrived, we learned that the Scottish fold already had many people applying for it, but Darwin couldn't help looking at the other kitties, and this one charmed him completely. So he put in an application for her. And this time, since they had so many cats, the agency readily agreed to give her over, without the myriad background checks, home visits, and vet references they required before. Huh. Imagine.
We couldn't take her with us that day, though, because she hadn't been spayed yet. By today, that had been taken care of and we could pick her up.
We set things up for her--food and litterbox in the bathroom, separate from Dinah's. Dinah became instantly suspicious. And when we got home, her suspicions were confirmed. The little fuzzball leaped out of the carrier and Dinah drew back, expressing her displeasure. However, she didn't fluff her tail or arch her back. Instead, she retreated to the top of her cat tree and watched and watched and watched. Whenever the kitten got too close, she hissed, which the the kitten utterly ignored. We've been giving Dinah extra treats, which she eats, and extra petting, which she ignores.
I think eventually Dinah and the kitten will get along just fine.
Meanwhile, the kitten is busily exploring the house and getting everyone to pet her.
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She's very cute, and very loving, and a big attention hog:
How did this happen, with Darwin's adamant refusal to get another cat, especially after the hell we went through with other cats? Well...
You may remember from previous entries that Darwin loves Scottish fold cats, and he got word that one of the pet agencies had one. When we arrived, we learned that the Scottish fold already had many people applying for it, but Darwin couldn't help looking at the other kitties, and this one charmed him completely. So he put in an application for her. And this time, since they had so many cats, the agency readily agreed to give her over, without the myriad background checks, home visits, and vet references they required before. Huh. Imagine.
We couldn't take her with us that day, though, because she hadn't been spayed yet. By today, that had been taken care of and we could pick her up.
We set things up for her--food and litterbox in the bathroom, separate from Dinah's. Dinah became instantly suspicious. And when we got home, her suspicions were confirmed. The little fuzzball leaped out of the carrier and Dinah drew back, expressing her displeasure. However, she didn't fluff her tail or arch her back. Instead, she retreated to the top of her cat tree and watched and watched and watched. Whenever the kitten got too close, she hissed, which the the kitten utterly ignored. We've been giving Dinah extra treats, which she eats, and extra petting, which she ignores.
I think eventually Dinah and the kitten will get along just fine.
Meanwhile, the kitten is busily exploring the house and getting everyone to pet her.
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