Happy Thanksgiving!

Well, I'm very sad. I miss Little Foot a lot and saying goodbye was extremely difficult. The apartment is so empty without her little pitter patter.

I know that I'm not allowed to pick favorites, but she's just the best! This is the worst part of fostering - the goodbye. Everyone tells me that she's going to find a great home soon, and I know that, but it doesn't help - I still miss her terribly.

But, I must move-on and there's no better way than getting new kittays, eeeeeek!

Stay tuned - more to come on Sunday!

Last day with Little foot

geeeeee

just pwayin'

got milk?

oh, hewo

wunnin' awound

nappy time

Well, tomorrow is going to be very hard because I have to bring LF back to the ASPCA. I'm almost certain that she's 2lbs, or very close! It's been quite the adventure with her and I am so grateful to have had the opportunity to foster LF. She is without a doubt, the most special kittay I've had.

When she came to me, she was so needy and tiny, and now she's independent and HUGE! Although, I must say that she is still quite the snuggler, which is uncommon for kittays her age. It's been so fun to watch her grow and I know that she is going to find a terrific forever home and have a long and happy life.

She's fast asleep on my lap right now and it makes me so happy to see her healthy and ready to move-on.

I'll be taking a short kittay break and hopefully getting new kittens next Sunday - stay tuned!

Mighty Mouse

Little foot on her hot water bottle thrown

I was away at a wedding this weekend, so my wonderful friend, Jen, agreed to take Little foot. Jen has two cats, Bean & Oliver, so I was interested to see how Little foot handled being around bigger kittays.

Well, she did great! Her and Oliver grew to became great friends and I'm sure she is missing him today while she's at home alone. Jen calls Little foot "Mighty Mouse" bc of her big ears, which I just love, so that'll be her second nickname after Smushy face.

In other good news, Little foot is continuing to gain weight at a steady pace - Jen and I weighed her last night and she's now at 1lbs 10oz! She now has a round wittle tummy that mommy loves to kiss, and she constantly plays and runs around, which is such a great relief! I am so glad to see her acting like a normal kitten now - I was quite worried there for a few days.

Little foot meeting her bff, Oliver

Little foot is well on her way! This will be our last week with her - I'll most likely take her back on Sunday, sniff, sniff. I hope by then that she'll be two pounds and ready to find her forever home!

Adoption updates!

Absolute satisfaction

Lt. Dan - ADOPTED!
Cheetah face - ADOPTED!
Googly eyes - ADOPTED!
Heff - ADOPTED!

Junk in the Trunk

Little foot is finally gaining weight - YEA!

As a mother you sometimes have to take matters into your own hands, and that's exactly what I did. I decided Little foot needed some bottle feeding to encourage her to eat more, and my plan has worked! Her little belly is finally swelling and she's become more active, ie., she now plays and explores the apartment instead of sleeping all day. But don't worry, folks, she's still as needy as ever and wants Mommy's attention, which means I have the best of both worlds!

I haven't called to check-up on her siblings, I'm going to wait until after this weekend to see if they've been adopted. Those three wittle babies were so adorable that i'm not worried one bit! We'll have Little foot for another week or so, and then we'll get some new babies after Thanksgiving, eeeeeeeek!

I found this video online - this is why kittaaaays are the absolute best! click here

Is it Caturday yet?

Well, Little foot is just soaking up all the one-on-one attention! I'm sorry that I even questioned whether or not she'd miss her siblings - she has adjusted just fine without them!

She's eating more and definitely becoming more independent (well, I think). However, she is still so tiny! I'm totally loving her small stature though, it's just so much fun to have a wittle baby to snug with. And there is nothing better than waking up to a kittay in your face saying good morning. Oh, she's the most perfect kitteh EVER.

More pics coming later!

Empty Nest Syndrome

Well, last night brought all sorts of emotions. The walk to the ASPCA was so cold and I worried about the babies, but when we arrived, they were just fine. I spent a few minutes petting them and reassuring them that everything was going to be okay, and it was a nice goodbye. A few of the staff members stopped by and looked at them - and of course LOVED them (I mean, if your heart doesn't melt at the sight of four kittens, then you're definitely a dark wizard).

Then the foster coordinator came out and we talked about each of them. And of course, me being the doting mother that I am, I had to let her know just how wonderful these little guys were to have around the house. We also talked about Little foot and her inability to gain weight and what that meant - does she need further fostering? And then came the awkward moment always dreaded by the creepy cat lady - the discussion about getting new babies.

So after handing off the kittays, the ASPCA foster coordinator said she'd call about Little foot in a few days. Well, I've heard this before (cough, cough - ladies, you know what i'm talking about), so I asked her if the vet was around to look at Little foot now to determine if she was in good enough health to come home with me TONIGHT. The two seconds that passed while she processed what I'd just said were the longest moments of my life!

During these few seconds, I couldn't help but think about how nuts I have become since starting the foster program, and how I know this woman think i'm absolutely insane and obsessed with cats. And just when I started to consider taking a few days off from fostering, a big smile came over her face and she said that she'd take Little foot in to see the vet right then. YEA!

That's when the nerves set-in...is Little foot sick? Does she have a terminal illness that we don't know about? Why isn't she gaining weight? Am I a bad parent? I started to ponder the idea that Little foot might not be coming home with me after all.

Well, a few minutes later, the vet brought her out. Yes, the really, really hot vet that I want to marry and have 100 kittens with! And of course, I looked like all hell, but at that moment I didn't even care - I just wanted to know about Little foot.

The good news is that she's fine! The bad news is that she's lost weight since I've had her, which makes me really sad. We made a treatment plan for her that includes high caloric food and supplements, and of course, lots of TLC.

When we got home, it was so quiet and sad to not have Heff, Cheetah face and Googly eyes running around. I imagine the feelings are similar to when a child leaves to go to college. The apartment felt so empty and I know Little foot was very confused about where her siblings had gone. However, she had no problems climbing up onto Mommy and taking a long nappy while I watched my Thursday night tv.

So, there you have it - it's just Little foot now. I believe she is secretly happy to be alone and not have to share me, but we'll see how she survives her first day alone in the apartment without her siblings.

My plan worked, the others are gone! It's just me now, muahahaha

Sweet dreams

I was a little sad last night as I got ready for bed - knowing that it was my last night with the babies. When I got into bed, Little foot followed right behind me, I know, SHOCKER. But then the greatest thing happened, the other three jumped onto the bed and climbed onto me! Within a few minutes, I had four purring kittens on my chest and legs! The best part was that I didn't even force them onto my bed! They actually climbed up on their own!

It was almost as if they knew that this was their final night with me and they were saying thank you. We all quickly fell asleep and I can't remember the last time I went to bed so happy.

I'll miss these little guys, but as always, it's their time to move on.

24 hours and counting

Well, the babies are going back to the ASPCA tomorrow (insert sad face). It's been so much fun having sixteen little feet running around. I swear, I have the best job in the entire world - now if only I could receive a paycheck with this gig, then I'd be set!

I'm confident that they'll find their forever homes very quickly because they're so darn cute!

If you're interested in any of these little guys - let me know!

My little boo-boo's

Little foot is the kitten I've always wanted. She follows me everywhere and demands that I hold her 24/7 - and if I don't, she sits at my feet and cries. It breaks my heart when she wants to be held and I am busy cleaning or doing something that won't allow me to hold her. Thus, I invented the kitten bjorn. You simply tie around your neck and place tiny kitten inside and BAM - hands free kittay holder.

Oh, hewo. My name is Cheetah face and I am the cutest, most beautiful kittay in the entire world.

Haha - Cheetah face is so adorable and I can't help but think that she has some type of Cheetah in her blood. I really hope her forever family keeps her foster name bc "Cheetah face" is the most appropriate, duh.

Go Phillies! Googly eyes loves to watch baseball. I think she is the most intelligent of the bunch bc she has also discovered the mirror and thinks there's another kittay inside.

Little foot is not pleased that Mommy is taking pictures instead of holding her. 'Scuse me, wys yu knots huldin mi?