Saturday, June 26, 2010

Kittens & bunnies & rescues, oh my

I went out to the back deck about 3 hours ago only to discover that our kitten, Ember had cornered a very tiny baby bunny. Being soft-hearted, I rescued the bunny from Ember, and sat back to figure out what the heck I should do now. Buster (the bunny) was tiny enough that I could hold him in one hand. He was (maybe) 3 inches long and as soft as silk. After calling the vet at the Seattle Humane Society and hemming and hawing, I did a bit of internet research and discovered PAWS Wildlife Rescue center in Lynnwood ( - they are always looking for donations). Cindy, the lovely volunteer I spoke to, suggested I bring Buster in to see if they could keep him alive long enough to release him back into the wild.

So I drove up to Lynnwood with little Buster in a shoe box. He survived the journey, and was taken into the recovery center. Cindy said that once he was checked over, he would be put with some other bunnies. She also took down my name and address and promised to send me a card telling me what happened to Buster.

Another interesting day...

Chaos, Havoc, and Snurfles

I woke up yesterday to what I thought was a cat fight on my head. It turned out that Ember (one of our 9 month old cats) had snuck into the office to find out what all the fuss was about. Of course, Lorinda objected strenuously to an unannounced visitor harassing *her* babies, and so was a little bit defensive. Poor Kurt felt awful - he has no idea how Ember snuck by him. Ember was rather confuzzled at all the fuss, and the poor kittens were a little shook up. They spent the rest of the day hiding behind the toilet. Luckily, they are back to running around the office with abandon.

All my fosters are struggling with the URI. Poor Lorinda spent the first 24 hours at home here mouth breathing and unable to meow or purr. She would get bubbles coming out her nose. She's been on Clavamox for 3.5 days now and her breathing has really improved. She still snurfles lots, but she can meow and even purrs occasionally.

Orlando is the most adventurous of the trio. He is happy to run out to greet me when I enter the office. Tora (or she may be Tarot, trying to decide) is still very shy. She takes a bit of coaxing to come out and play. Lady Jane's name has stuck. She is such a little princess - although Orlando might disagree. She torments him whenever she gets the chance! She has the worst of the sniffles. When she sneezes her whole body gets jerked back!

More pics soon - I promise.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

New Kittens are here.

I got a call this morning from the Seattle Humane Society - they had a mama and three 8-week old kittens that needed a couple of weeks of foster care to recover from an upper respiritory infection. So off we went to pick them up. They are delightfully cute - there is one peachy orange boy whom we have named Orlando. The other two are girls - a brown tabby with a very lynx-like face that we are calling Tora, and a cloudy grey kitten who has yet to share her name with us. Mama is a beautiful tortie named Lorinda.

The three kittens started out very shy, but are already warming up and tearing around the office. They love to climb up my desk chair I already have scratches on my neck and shoulders.

This one is the grey girl. I think of her as Lady Jane Grey, but I think she has a different name.

This is Orlando, relaxing and hanging out alrea5tr'[;4dy. (His commentary on my commentary)

And this is Tora, my little tigeress. She is the shyest of the bunch.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Getting kitten fever

Whew - I am done my MBA capstone project and immediately my thoughts turn to fostering! I have missed having babies around the house, despite the fact that we now have four cats underfoot at all times now (and I do mean underfoot!)

Over the past few weeks I have been snowed under with computer work. Clearly Moxie and Ember (our two newest family members) think that I am in need of support and sustenance - in the past week they have brought me 6 dead shrews. I'll be sitting at my desk working away when I hear one of their tiny "mew" under the office window. I will open the window distractedly, only to discover one of the huntresses flinging the dead rodent up in the air behind my desk chair. They seem rather miffed when I summarily return them AND their newly acquired toy back outside.
I will write as soon as we acquire a mama cat and/or some kittens.