zigne and ztina, week five

The day they turned four weeks old they got to try gruel from a plate for the first time, it went down well and with surprisingly little mess. Afterwards they sat their tiny behind in their little litter box and made a wee pee, no instructions needed. In other words, they were exemplary kittens.

Since then they've also made wee poos and a mess with the food - because clearly it's best eaten sitting in the plate, Ztinas paws are the soggiest wee ones in town.

I'm glad they still have their own crate world - though I suspect it won't be long until they'll manage to climb over the wooden walls of that limited miniature world -where they can be put to eat-sleep-litter-boxing. But when I'm at home they get to spend time in the big world, with the big cats - who are generally quite annoyed at them li'l frisky fellas, where's the dignity, where's the peace? -

loaf dog - who's actually semi-scared of the wee squeaking ones, clearly they're not toys of the proper kind, so what are they doing here, he says while skulking hiding under sofa. He's not at all acting like he used to when kittens were around, maybe four year is a very, very long time from a loafie memory's point of view - and us.

At the tender age of 4,5 weeks they began begun nibbling at mama cat's dry food and they are overall very well fed, well rotund (weighing some 500 grams plus now), tubby kissable tummies with thick li'l legs and big paws, happy, cuddly, curious, mischievous, playful, adorable, teddybearish looking, just like any perfect little british shorthair should be. I am so much more than well chuffed about their wee beings in residence.

My plan has always been to keep one of the kittens born in this litter and first born Ztina with her amazing coat colour and minuscule polar bear appearance is the one. (And she really, really isn't as timid and unobtrusive as she may seem...) But redspotted Zigne, who will (edit - probably, possibly, maybe, likely...) be for sale to the perfect, right, loving, special family (edit - and they have to be really, really special...) is an amazing little character of cuddly irresistable sweetness.

During all those years of having a kitten litter now and then I've only cried twice and deeply regreted the sales initially, due to their very special catonalities - they moved to good homes, had long, spoilt lives, it was just me missing them and their special ways those first days. I'm hoping the case with Zigne and her planned move will not be a case of many tears. Ah, many weeks still, will just enjoy them wee tiddlers in the here and now.

 

Happy weekend, one and all!