Early this summer, a kitten showed up at my house, with no mother to be seen. She was about 6 – 7 weeks old, too young to take care of herself. So, my housemate and I started scrambling an egg for her every morning; there’s no telling what else my roommate was giving her, but the cat really trusts her now.
If you’ve followed this blog for any length of time, you know that I’ve already done the feral/stray cat thing in my yard. I’ve spent lots of time and money feeding and fixing animals, taming and finding homes for any litters and agonizing over their illnesses and disappearances. The reason I have 6 cats in the house is because I don’t want to deal with a herd of them outside anymore. But, what can you do when a little one shows up?
So, my housemate named the kitty Frisky and she’s nearly an adult, now. She’s really only tame to one person, though, and I haven’t decided what to do with her when winter comes. I have an elderly cat inside that’s dying right now, and it seems unfair to make her adjust to a newcomer at this point in her life. Sigh . . .
But, wait – there’s more! Look what showed up two weeks ago. And just for good measure, fate made sure that I was unable to turn a blind eye by having them wander in at an even younger age than Frisky; they were about a month old. Now, at near 6 weeks, I can tell that there’s one male and one female. On top of that, the neighbor just spotted another coyote in the woods behind our houses, so I can't leave them outside.
Guess who's getting scrambled eggs now? Yep, they’re living on my porch and will probably become inside cats . . . As much as I don't want more cats and hate to see more strays born, it's such a joy to be around them at this age.
Got any suggestions for names for pure black cats of either gender?
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