Let me take a moment to introduce myself. My name is Paulena and I am from Western Kentucky. I have two little babies, one boy and one girl.
First of all I would like to tell you my story of how my little boy and girl came to me.
One day at the end of May, 2005, I had just returned home from a two week stay in the hospital. Hubby and I was setting here on the couch gazing out the back french doors (they lead to patio area). I thought I saw something moving around on the back steps and he got up to look and he said not A something, but 3 somethings. Low and behold it was 3 little kittens. Two black and 1 gray. I was so excited, I hadn't had kittens since I was a kid. I knew this was going to be a great challenge. We kind of figured out that they had been abandoned by their mom, now it was up to me to take over and become their new Mommie. Hubby kind of thought they were no older than 3 or 4 weeks old.
I began to feed them, milk only for awhile to see if I could lure them out from underneath the house. No way was they coming out from underneath the house until I went back in. They were very, very skiddish and I was a stranger to them and I knew it was gonna take awhile. They could be standing on the back steps wanting to eat and just as soon as I opened the door, they were gone, until I went back in the house.
One day, much to my surprise, my little Gray girl disappeared and never returned. She had came in heat and there was a Tom and a Adult Female hanging around, so we just figured that she might have killed her. We looked and looked and never found her little body anywhere. I was so upset.
I never gave up on the other two. I was very persistent, I could not wait to get my hands on them. But it took a long time, finally one at a time they started to approach me. Before long I could pick them up for a minute and then they would start struggling to get down. It has taken almost a year now and I have finally got them to coming in and eating their meals, and they will stay in for awhile and play with me now. But only me. They are still frightened of my husband and son (25). Just recently I have been trying to get them to stay in at night. (There are two strays hanging out that they are frightened of. Kind of figured it was momma and poppa.) Works for awhile then they want out. They are very good little kitties, they have never had an accident in the house at all. They will come to my bed at night and let me know that they want to go out. But it has been kind of trying at times because one will want out and the other will stay in. Then she will want out and he comes in. This goes on for quiet sometime during the night.
Hubby is getting alittle sick of it because he has to get up and go to work. (Any suggestions)
There is a big difference in their temperment, he is kind of laid back and nothing seems to bother him, and she is still very skiddish. Just walking across the floor scares her and she will run and hide underneath the chair. My husband cannot even touch her without luring her in with food, the minute the food is gone, so is she!!
My little boy's name is Blackie boy and the little girl is Katie. I think they are twins, they have the very same markings, solid black with a few little white hairs on their chest. Just real cute.
I have been reading the site for about a month now and have gotten some really good ideas and suggestions for all of you. I decided that I wanted to be a part of such a great group of cat lovers!!
Thank You for your patience and understanding. I hope to learn more and more about the behaviors of my little ones and any other tips and information that I can gain from your knowledge. Sorry, I was so long winded!!
Thanks Again,
Paulena
First of all I would like to tell you my story of how my little boy and girl came to me.
One day at the end of May, 2005, I had just returned home from a two week stay in the hospital. Hubby and I was setting here on the couch gazing out the back french doors (they lead to patio area). I thought I saw something moving around on the back steps and he got up to look and he said not A something, but 3 somethings. Low and behold it was 3 little kittens. Two black and 1 gray. I was so excited, I hadn't had kittens since I was a kid. I knew this was going to be a great challenge. We kind of figured out that they had been abandoned by their mom, now it was up to me to take over and become their new Mommie. Hubby kind of thought they were no older than 3 or 4 weeks old.
I began to feed them, milk only for awhile to see if I could lure them out from underneath the house. No way was they coming out from underneath the house until I went back in. They were very, very skiddish and I was a stranger to them and I knew it was gonna take awhile. They could be standing on the back steps wanting to eat and just as soon as I opened the door, they were gone, until I went back in the house.
One day, much to my surprise, my little Gray girl disappeared and never returned. She had came in heat and there was a Tom and a Adult Female hanging around, so we just figured that she might have killed her. We looked and looked and never found her little body anywhere. I was so upset.
I never gave up on the other two. I was very persistent, I could not wait to get my hands on them. But it took a long time, finally one at a time they started to approach me. Before long I could pick them up for a minute and then they would start struggling to get down. It has taken almost a year now and I have finally got them to coming in and eating their meals, and they will stay in for awhile and play with me now. But only me. They are still frightened of my husband and son (25). Just recently I have been trying to get them to stay in at night. (There are two strays hanging out that they are frightened of. Kind of figured it was momma and poppa.) Works for awhile then they want out. They are very good little kitties, they have never had an accident in the house at all. They will come to my bed at night and let me know that they want to go out. But it has been kind of trying at times because one will want out and the other will stay in. Then she will want out and he comes in. This goes on for quiet sometime during the night.
There is a big difference in their temperment, he is kind of laid back and nothing seems to bother him, and she is still very skiddish. Just walking across the floor scares her and she will run and hide underneath the chair. My husband cannot even touch her without luring her in with food, the minute the food is gone, so is she!!
My little boy's name is Blackie boy and the little girl is Katie. I think they are twins, they have the very same markings, solid black with a few little white hairs on their chest. Just real cute.
I have been reading the site for about a month now and have gotten some really good ideas and suggestions for all of you. I decided that I wanted to be a part of such a great group of cat lovers!!
Thank You for your patience and understanding. I hope to learn more and more about the behaviors of my little ones and any other tips and information that I can gain from your knowledge. Sorry, I was so long winded!!
Thanks Again,
Paulena
