I took B. to town today, promising her a special surprise--kittens!
These two sweet tabby boys are now here at home, adjusting to new surroundings and spitting at the three strange little dogs who keep staring curiously at them. (Hopefully they'll get over that soon!)
B. chose and named her kitten "Catcher" almost immediately, and I'm hoping that's a prediction of his future mouse and mole hunting career. Mine (with the white paws) isn't officially named yet but he's getting over being scared and beginning to play with the ball and string we've provided for him. Such a charmer!
B. is so excited about the kittens she has opted to stay overnight at Grandma's (a first!) and accordingly, she changed into her pajamas at 2:30 in the afternoon to prepare for the big event. She's very sweet with the kittens; on the drive home with them, she assured them, "I B.! I not monster. I nice girl!"
Meanwhile we've hauled out the old play pen so the kittens have a safe place to hang out when we're not with them; they can see the dogs, but with a measure of distance between them to keep them from feeling threatened. Already the hissing and spitting is less than it was at first. Hopefully in a day or two the poms will finally get their chance to meet the new additions properly.
|At the kittens' original home, they were used to sleeping with a big dog,|
so we've put this large stuffed dog in to keep them company.