And hilarious, too. It’s also funny when they start using their claws to climb the couch, the curtains, pants legs (which are encasing human legs), etc…and they haven’t learned to climb DOWN. It takes them a while to learn to retract their claws.
I hope you are loving on those two as much as possible. Kittens NEED a lot of attention, from either their own mother or human substitutes. Besides, how can you not pick them up and cuddle them whenever you can? They’re darling.
Really, indoor-only cats are every bit as happy as their outdoor brethren, and they live at least twice as long- on the average. It is true that some kitties don’t take the change from outdoor/indoor cat to indoor-only very well, but any kitten brought up to be indoor only is fine.
Nah - our two are inside-only kitties. They wouldn’t go outside for money! There are strangers out there! Plus water falls out of the sky sometimes! Can you imagine? And it’s cold and there are no couches or toys or snacks and you can’t get at your litter box. Hell with that!
They love to look out the window and prairie-dog at the screen door, but if you carry them outside, they’ll panic and bolt for their Fortress of Solitude under the dresser in the bedroom. If you hold the screen door open for them they give you confused looks and look outside from the safety of the stairs until you close the door so they can resume prairie-dogging.
It’s only a cat that’s been an outdoors cat that has a hard time adjusting to being indoors only.
Indoor cats live longer, healthier lives for the most part.
I just showed her Dolly’s picture and told her Dolly was weak and very tiny, just like she was when she was a baby. I said, “Get strong soon, Dolly!” and WhyBaby blew her a kiss and said “Yah, Keeekeee!” (Which means, “Yes, Kitty!”)
So there you go. Love and prayers from me and the Miracle Doperbaby.
Aangelica and DrDeth, the idea of an indoor cat is just strange to me. I don’t know anyone who keeps their cats indoors. (I’d never even heard of it until I came to this messege board.)
I don’t think I’ll be able to shake the feeling that a cat should be outdoors, and therefore won’t get one till it can be. Plus my apartment is tiny anyway.
And it’s so cute when my MIL’s cat comes home smelling of hay because she found her way into the neighbours stables.
Thirded–until you’ve seen an indoor cat’s reaction to outside you probably won’t believe how terrified they can be. My kitties won’t even go into the hallway of my apartment building unless carried, and if I carry them outside I’m going to be bleeding on the front stoop and they’re going to be scratching at the door.
This seems to be a cultural difference. Any time the subject of indoor cats comes up here, the Europeans are very much on the side of free-range kitties, and the North Americans (most of us, anyway) are on the side of keep 'em in, keep 'em alive. Heck, it’s the law in Calgary - not only are you not allowed to let your cats roam free, but you’re supposed to license them, too (yeah, that one got my eyes rolling, too.)
Things are going wonderfully with the kittens! Henry now weighs more than a pound, and Dolly is nearly eight ounces! Both kittens are very lively and eager to eat. Dolly is still being syringe-fed with infant KMR, and Henry is on the “weaning” formula of KMR, which he laps up from a dish while rolling his whole head in it. Kittens are very messy eaters. We have to give them a thorough cleaning after each meal. After the mini-bath, they look bedraggled but happy.
Here are some very wet, very well-fed kitties: Henry Dolly
They don’t look particularly pleased to be clean. Oh well. Do you burp Dolly after feeding her? I found out that if I burped a kitten, he was usually eager to drink a little more formula. I burped them by gently massaging their sides until I heard an astonishingly loud (for their size) burp. I didn’t bathe them in a sink or tub, for the most part, I just used a warm wet washcloth all over, to sort of be like a mama cat’s tongue.
Yes, we burp Dolly. We used to burp Henry, but he doesn’t seem to need it any more, and he is so wiggly when held that an attempt to burp him is likely to result in the human’s hand missing Henry entirely! In addition to wiping the food off their little faces and paws after meals, we dab Dolly’s hind end with a warm cloth to encourage urination and defecation. Henry is using the litter pan like a big boy. Wow, wouldn’t it be great if human infants were this easy to potty-train?
I felt that way about being bathed when I was a kid, too. Although the kittens enjoy the rubbing and massaging aspects of being cleaned up, they aren’t very happy about the wet fur. Somehow if your fur is damp because you have blobs of kitten formula all over you, that’s OK, but if your fur is damp because Mama wiped you down with a warm, moist cloth, well, that’s a whole 'nother thing.