As many of you already know, we’re “fostering” a kitten that I found out in the Pike National Forest. Look What I Found I am trying not to call her by name because I am trying really hard not to get too attached. She’s making that difficult.
Not only is she cute as all get-out, she sweeter than pie too. So for a little kitten, I think she has a master plan:
Step 1: Determine lady who took me home is my new Meowmy. Show her this by wanting to be in her lap or in her arms at all times when she’s in the same room. Roll over so she holds me like a baby, and show her my cute little kitten tummy. Nuzzle into her neck when I get on her shoulder. Totally relax when she’s holding me so I become floppy kitty. Give licky kiss on the nose. Cry when she’s not petting me. Ignore all toys because I would much rather be loved than play.
Step 2: Get the big guy on my side. Snuggle him and love him like I do with the lady.
Step 3: Give big kitty attitude at first so those other kitties know not to mess with my FOOD. But as long as they aren’t eyeing my food, I’ll be OK with them. For some reason they just get curious when they hear me on the other side of the door.
Seriously, this little girl is trying really hard to grab my heart and not let go. Earl even said that if we didn’t already have 4 she would be staying.
I really hope there’s an opening at the no-kill shelter whose clinic we’re taking her to for spaying and general check up tomorrow. The longer she stays the harder it will be to let her go.
So two questions…how did the former fosters make failures out of you? Or on the flip side, how did you stop yourself from keeping the little lovebugs???
Step 1: Determine lady who took me home is my new Meowmy. Show her this by wanting to be in her lap or in her arms at all times when she’s in the same room. Roll over so she holds me like a baby, and show her my cute little kitten tummy. Nuzzle into her neck when I get on her shoulder. Totally relax when she’s holding me so I become floppy kitty. Give licky kiss on the nose. Cry when she’s not petting me. Ignore all toys because I would much rather be loved than play.
Step 2: Get the big guy on my side. Snuggle him and love him like I do with the lady.
Step 3: Give big kitty attitude at first so those other kitties know not to mess with my FOOD. But as long as they aren’t eyeing my food, I’ll be OK with them. For some reason they just get curious when they hear me on the other side of the door.
Seriously, this little girl is trying really hard to grab my heart and not let go. Earl even said that if we didn’t already have 4 she would be staying.
So two questions…how did the former fosters make failures out of you? Or on the flip side, how did you stop yourself from keeping the little lovebugs???