the blue boys

The cutest thing about this past Easter weekend was definitely this - the arrival of the blue boys!

I bet you didn't see that coming, huh? But yes, as I said before, I was hoping for these two litters, the Z-girls have been such a joy (apart from the first week...) and I do hope and think these guys will be too. Until they move to new forever, loving home at 12 weeks to spread the joy only a cat can do in those new homes.

The birth was one of the most uncomplicated I've ever been part of. From start to finish in a couple of hours.  I woke up one night of a squeaking thinking I had accidentally locked in Zigne somewhere, but instead there was a tiny one born under the orange armchair - diligently overseen by Zigne though. I moved Viola into her kitten box and the firstborn was shortly followed by two brothers. Quite the opposite to the Siri-Ztina-Zigne-experience...

It's been ages since I had kittens in the classic blue colour and I'm so pleased - and surprised in a way, that they all are blue even if one is bluespotted - about their colour. They are fat little boys and have been growing steadily since birth. Viola is a slender, small cat, Siri is a big, sturdy, very British Shorthair looking cat, one would think that their respective births and kittens would apply to the other mum, but apparently nature thinks otherwise.

Both Ztina and Zigne are very curious about the tinies and their squeals in the kitten box, it's going to be so much fun when they're old enough to play, although there'll probably be times like this and then this.

The boys' names are - alphabetical, enjoying the Swedish alphabet, English castles as well as a wordplay - Åskar Oxburgh, Ågaton Alnwick (bluespotted) and Årvar Orford.

Rutger never got to be a dad one last time, before he was neutered, but now he's a maternal granddad at least. The blue boys are the seventh generation of Luddkolt's cats. I'm quite proud of that, yes it took me nearly 20 years to get here, but then again, you can't rush neither quality nor care.