Hi all. I'm very grateful to have stumbled on this site tonight. All my life I have been a cat lover but haven't had cats over the last 10 years. Our two babies passed away of old age related feline illnesses at that time and we haven't been brave enough to get another. Seemed wrong somehow. Well, Phanny fixed that for us! About 3 months ago, a stray began hanging around our deck and eating the food I put out for our neighbor's cat who is a lovable mooch who visits me every day (Lightning). For about a month, she was quite furtive but would sit nearby in the bushes and meow at me as I spoke to her. I referred to her as the "Phantom Puss" so my friend said "let's name her "Phantom". Well...... She's now Phanny. Anyway, finally one day she came right up to me, allowed me to pet her and sat on my lap! I immediately detected a pregnancy
! Over the next 3 days, I became aware that the pregnancy had abated, LOL and I heard rustling under the deck in a perfect kitty hidey-hole, some wooden porch furniture stacked and covered rather securely by a plastlic tarp. A later look confirmed that unlikely manse to be the perfect little kitty Barbie Dreamhouse!. Anyway, I didn't actually see the kittens for about 2 weeks and I didn't push the issue. Didn't want to spook Phanny and have her move them to an unsafe place. Finally one day, she had them out all lined up, nursing like perfect little sweeties! There were two orange swirly ones, a dark charcoal swirly one, and a gray striped tabby who was the runt of the litter. But all looked great. Surprising since Phanny hadn't looked to even be full-grown and was quite skinny. I of course spent time with the whole feline family daily since that time. Now they are 8 weeks old. It's time to wean. My friend and I are keeping Phanny and one kitten. My friend feels that we can't have more cats than that in the house. This was the best I could do. A next door neighbor is taking the runt. Their little girl has named him "Tigger".
The problem: I've been an emotional mess! Didn't think it would hit me this hard. Never had my own kids so I guess we could chalk it up to some eccentric Earth-mama old maid thing, LOL
. Been crying my eyes out all day thinking of parting from these little fur balls who've become my babies and thinking of them being separated from each other and their Moms. We've resolved only to let them go to well-known good homes. But still, it's so hard. Anybody relate? Am I nuts? These little fur balls are such perfect kittens. They make a bee line for me when I sit on the grass near their digs. They play, cuddle up, train their sweet little blue and green eyes skyward to where I am, LOL. Been crying all day...
Thanks for listening.
The problem: I've been an emotional mess! Didn't think it would hit me this hard. Never had my own kids so I guess we could chalk it up to some eccentric Earth-mama old maid thing, LOL
Thanks for listening.
