Meet the kitten boys (*adorable kitten pix*)
Catnapper's recent successful fostering reminded me of my kitten boys. Last summer, inspired by pet talk, I took a chance and accepted 3 little six-week old kittens for fostering. All grey/brown tigers...all boys.
The kitten boys lived in my spare bedroom for 2-1/2 months. They were only supposed to be around for about a month. But the Chicago area is experiencing an explosion in cat population :(
So, it took 2-1/2 months before they were adopted. long enough for me to become...very...attached.
Here they are…. Abbot, George and Buster: The kitten boys!
This is Abbot on his foster daddy's leg:
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Don't stop petting!
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This is also Abbot with his favorite toy:
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This is George being cute:
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This is Buster getting ready for a nap: (Check out those blue eyes!)
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MORE COMING IN NEXT POST
The kitten boys, continued
Here is George looking worn out from too much play:
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Gotta rest now!
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I let George and Buster go together to a sweet young woman who promised to only marry a man that her cats approved of.
That was hard and I cried.
But goofy boy Abbot was special to me. It was Abbot who jumped up on my legs like a puppy wanting on my lap. He was the one that said (in actions) MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY.
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Another adoption counselor took Abbot one Sunday to an adoption event. I assumed he’d be back.
When the counselor called and told me Abbot was adopted and not coming home, I burst into tears.
The good news is Abbot went with another kitten to a nice young couple. He is a fourth-year vet student. The followup reports indicate he’s in a loving, protective home. I couldn’t ask for anything better.
It still hurts. By the time it was all over with, 13 kittens passed through my spare bedroom. (I took more on as the summer went by). But it’s Abbot that I miss.
Good-bye little darling.