Random Cute Kitten Story of the Day

So, we have a “barn cat.” She is a gorgeous gray fluffball that adopted us about a year and a half ago. She is one hell of a great mouser/hunter and so we give her scraps as available (read – bones and fat or leftovers). Last year, she had a litter of kittens – of them, only 1 survived, he is a lean, mean, hunting machine. Actually, not mean at all, he is a loving little thing, but for all his long fur, is lean.

Recently, she brought her new litter out to meet us. There are 4 of them:
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[li]there’s the little gray ball of fluff who has Tom’s (Tom & Jerry) markings to a “T” (but with long hair), we named her Mittens the TomKitten[/li][li]there is the little orange tabby (everyone’s favorite) that we named Cheese **[/li][li]then there are “the twins” 2 almost identical fluffly black calicos we call Spitty McSpithead and Little Spitty McSpithead – they’re both hissers/spitters and obviously, one is noticeably bigger than the other[/li][/ul]

The kittens, being the offspring of a barn cat are themselves, barn kittens. The cats have never been and will never be indoor cats, but the kittens have decided that they want to be indoor cats. Whenever the door is opened, in come 4 little balls of fluff. It’s funny and quite endearing, if a bit aggravating.

Last night, it was really quite funny, though. I was sitting at my computer, which is facing the front door when I hear one of the Spittys mewling (how did I know it was one of them? They’re the most vocal of the four) and a faint scratching.

“Oh shit,” thought I as I leapt to my feet. “One of those fuckers got left in the house when the door opened last and is about to shit on my floor!” Having just had my living room flooded last month and dealing with all the mud and nastiness from that, I was not in the mood to deal with kitty poop.

I looked around and could not find the kitten. I followed the sound of the mewling/scratching and was led straight to the door. Upon opening the front door, 4 little balls of fluff leapt into action – invading my home!

What they have done is realised that when we let our Chihuahua (Chili Dog) out to “do his business” and he is done and wants back in, he scratches at the door, which makes it open. They have learned the secret to the opening of the door! Gods help us, those kittens are smarter than most of the people with whom I work!!

**For those not familiar with Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, it is hilarious and exceedingly punny. The best puns have come from the introduction of the character Cheese. The main character’s name is Mac. When he thought he had accidentally imagined the new character, he was quite embarassed at the idea of being “Mac and Cheese.” Furthermore, Mac’s real (as in he really did imagine him, where he actually did not imagine Cheese) imaginary friend is named Bloo – so together, they would be (wait for it) “Bloo Cheese.” Yeh, we love puns. So, since our Chihuahua is named Chili Dog (just Chili for short), we had to name the orange kitten Cheese, so we now have Chili and Cheese :smiley:

Ahem…you know the rules! Photos please.

My cute story is about a chicken. The MIL of a friend of my Mom related a story about going out to the chicken coop to collect eggs one recent morning. One hen refused to move off her nest. After much prodding the hen was finally lifted off the nest and 4 tiny kittens were revealed inside. After a few minutes, the momma cat returned, hopped into the next and nursed her kittens. When done, she left and the hen resumed her incubation duties. Brilliant!

[sub]Sorry no pictures.[/sub]

Rather different than my experience. My sister raised chickens in our backyard and when she let them out of their run, her cat decided to stalk them.

Little did Tolliver know that he’d bitten off far more than he could chew. He was chased around the yard by a group of angry Rhode Island Reds.

Chickens are not quite the cute clucking critters they are made out to be.

I will post pictures when I get home.

The kittens are adorable, and for any Middle TN dopers who might be in need – the 3 females (that would be Mittens the Tomkitten, and the 2 Spitty McSpitheads) are up for adoption as barncats or indoor cats. All are very social, come from a very good hunter and are flea-ridden and stinky :slight_smile: Oh yes, I should also mention that they do well with small dogs, (since they are all convinced that Chili is their father), hide from large dogs (this is the country, ya know) and don’t mind small (ish…is a 70lbs-solid-muscle 7 year old small?) kids. The 2 Spitty McSpitheads are very vocal and make a lot of noise for no reason, while Mittens the Tomkitten is just a big old tub o lard.

Ahem! ::checks watch::

Sorry it took so long – stupid Hughesnet has been down all friggin day (waaaah!)

Obligatory pics here, here , here, and here.

Keep in mind that they’re still kittens, and probably won’t retain the blue eyes. Mittens does seem to be going towards grey, and not green or yellow though.

I love the grey one with the white paws - is that Mittens? Too bad I live 7 states away

Yup, that’s Mittens. She is by far the largest of the four – solid and fluffy to boot.

Awwwwww. They’s soooooooo cute! If I didn’t have more furballs than I can handle at the moment, I’d take them off your hands.

The little torty in the cinder block has a very intense gaze. They’re all as cute as bugs’ ears’.
More pictures, please :smiley:

WOW they are so incredibly amazingly adorably cute!! How could you possibly not want to let them all into your home?? :smiley:

I want the grey one or the black/brown one. I suggest that you smush the end of a tail in your USB port and type “send kitten”. This should beam the kitten through the Internets into my lap where I can cuddle and snorgle to my heart’s content.
Thank you.

We’re in the middle of an adoption fight: we’re resisting being adopted by this apparently feral kitten. It showed up on Sunday, 6/17, and demanded that we do something. Unfortunately, it does appear to be feral and we have not been able to get close to it. However, it absolutely adores our cats (who, surprisingly to me) actually tolerate its presence. I got this photo by simply sitting still while it came up to bug our Mischief. I’ve sent my daughter around the neighborhood with photos, but no one will fess up to knowing anything about it, so it looks like I will have to trap it and take it to the local rescue shelter. (I hope I don’t get blood poisoning.) For the past few nights, it has been sleeping on our deck, driving the dog nuts (all-l-l-l- night) with its presence, then running off if we approach.

Adoption is not an option: we already have four cats (2 indoor and two indoor/outdoor), a dog, a free-range iguana, and numerous caged rodents and reptiles. Adding an additional cat to encourage spraying and territory disputes is right out.

I recently had to begin using a CPAP machine. The face mask resembles the larval face-hugging ALIEN from the movie of the same name. Shadow the cat loves to meditate on my pillow and the first night he hops onto the foot of the bed and makes his way to the head, purring like a well-tuned motor. Then he sees me lying there with the mask on and just stops cold. He looked at me then turned to my husband and kind of inquired, “What is THAT?” Then he snuggled next to me, but went nowhere near my head.

My husband and daughter began putting out food for the poor stray kitty that hangs around our house, looking starved. Now we are apparently feeding at least four poor stray kitties, including one kitten. One cat will allow us to pet her, while the others still don’t trust humans. I am voting for taking them all in to see the vet to get spayed/neutered, at least. We already have 3 inside kitties, and that’s the maximum number allowed in our city.

On the other hand, we no longer have nearly so many grackles hanging around the place.

Now I understand the appeal of the LOLcat-meme theme called “Caturday”. Opening this thread with my morning cup of tea was the perfect start to a sunny Saturday. All the kittens are Pure Cuteness. Alas, I can’t adopt one, but the fluffitude has brightened my day.