The Good & the Bad
Hey there gang of my heart--
I've got some good news and I've got some "bad" news.
The good news is that Sleater-Kitty is in the process (as I type) of giving birth to a litter of kittens. When I left for work, she had one. Midwife Graham has called to say there are now four, with more on the way! We both feel a bit emotional about it because in the last 48 hours she has gone from UTTER FREAKAZOID to wise, cute mama sage. The only way I knew she was in labor, was when she lay on our bed, she started doing the pushing motion on her bottom legs. I picked her up and put her in her box, where she purred her way to a sleak, calico kitten. I kept teliing her that she was brave and smart to come to our home after she got KNOCKED UP. This is her one and only time to have babies and by all reports, she is a champ. Although I am not thrilled to be bringing more cats into the world, I can't help but be swept up in the power and beauty of new life. It's so weird that we come here at all, much less in the HOW we arrive. It is also amazing to watch nature take its course, with our spazzy kitty. I knew the babies were coming soon, when yesterday, Sleater became the love cat. I was sick in bed, and she curled up against me purring all day. Graham took one look at us and said, "Get a room."
The bad news is that I have a crappy cold, so posting will be light this week. My ears are plugging up as I jot this note down to you. What's that you say? EH? Darn plugged up ears. Darn throat scratching up the place. See you soon.
xo
I've got some good news and I've got some "bad" news.
The good news is that Sleater-Kitty is in the process (as I type) of giving birth to a litter of kittens. When I left for work, she had one. Midwife Graham has called to say there are now four, with more on the way! We both feel a bit emotional about it because in the last 48 hours she has gone from UTTER FREAKAZOID to wise, cute mama sage. The only way I knew she was in labor, was when she lay on our bed, she started doing the pushing motion on her bottom legs. I picked her up and put her in her box, where she purred her way to a sleak, calico kitten. I kept teliing her that she was brave and smart to come to our home after she got KNOCKED UP. This is her one and only time to have babies and by all reports, she is a champ. Although I am not thrilled to be bringing more cats into the world, I can't help but be swept up in the power and beauty of new life. It's so weird that we come here at all, much less in the HOW we arrive. It is also amazing to watch nature take its course, with our spazzy kitty. I knew the babies were coming soon, when yesterday, Sleater became the love cat. I was sick in bed, and she curled up against me purring all day. Graham took one look at us and said, "Get a room."
The bad news is that I have a crappy cold, so posting will be light this week. My ears are plugging up as I jot this note down to you. What's that you say? EH? Darn plugged up ears. Darn throat scratching up the place. See you soon.
xo
posted by Summer Pierre at
12:05 PM
2 Comments:
Take care and hope you get well soon. Congrats on the new babies.
What's the score? First there were four and now how many more? We want pictures of transformed Krazy Kat and her brood of blind mew mews."Kick the Cold"
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