|Kitten Come and Rock the Sure Shot|
I almost promise you this won't turn into a kitten blog...almost. It's just - she wasn't planned, and then she fell out of the sky, and now my week has been revolving around her. First, thanks for all the cheers and support for Stormborn! Dragon Kitty had her first trip to the vet yesterday so here is how that went:
First, nothing sends a building full of animal lovers running fast than a newborn kitten. I'm still used to flocks of doctors and nurses in NICU being a very BAD thing so I had a moment of panic ::hyperventilate:: EVERYONE wanted to see...just because she was cute. Guess the Sex became the game: five out of five vets say girl.
The startling news is that she weighs only 8 ounces but is otherwise measuring at about four weeks old. Her teeth are significantly through, her canines are coming in, she walks with more control, and all those other older-on-the-spectrum things that they looked for. Their guess is that she wasn't fed much (if at all) until she was found on the 19th. Now her belly and body is having to adjust to receiving food on a regular basis.
I'm supposed to start her on solids (I never thought I'd have to shove wet food down a cat's throat but she hates it). She has some medicine and eye drops for conjunctivitis and after a few doses girl can SEE! Her eyes are still blue but already changing which is another sign of advanced age. I don't want to say she's successfully litter trained lest I jinx things, but.................
When she drinks from her bottle her ears flap and she looks like a bat.
Tristan is a gentle giant with her (but really wants her to play catch) and he keeps crawling into her carrier. So now it would seem I run a human kennel.
[caption id="attachment_1002" align="aligncenter" width="300"] Kid Kennel Grand Opening[/caption]