Jasmin--and introducing Ashley!
Jasmin came through her operation with no problems at all, and they said she was very definitely on heat. So early! They recover quickly from the new anaesthetics, and she promptly began playing with the three new toy mice I bought her at the vet's as soon as she got out of the carry-bed. I can hear her thundering around in the bedroom over my head as I type--and she's supposed to be taking it easy.
Because I was worried about what she'll do when Claudia (who has kidney disease and has lost weight lately) dies, because Jasmin loves snuggling up to her, and Vic has never to my knowledge done so with another cat, I decided to do what several people said was a good idea: get another young cat for Jasmin. So I went to one of the Lonely Miaow foster homes last night and adopted a little silver tabby who is about 7-8 months old. She was rescued along with her mother and siblings from a property out west. She's really friendly, smoochy, purry, playful, and very laid-back, considering. She sat quietly in the carry-bed all the way home, and wanted to explore the house straight away. She's met Vic (who looked at her for a while, then jumped on the couch and went to sleep) and Claudia (who growled, as she did with Jasmin at first, but then sat on my lap while I knitted).
OK! Greg just came home, and chose the name Ashley from my short list! She is no longer The Cat With No Name.
I didn't want to introduce her to Jasmin yet, but I will tomorrow. She's desperate to meet her, but Jasmin, who got an accidental look last night, fluffed up, and ran away, knows there's another cat here. Because Ashley is playful and cuddly, I'm hoping they'll bond and be companions for life, like Claudia and Tessa were. They can compare operation scars; Ashley was done on the 2nd. ;-)
As for the house she was in, wow. It was run by a lovely and sensible cat-lover and her friendly husband, and they had about 30 cats and kittens there. Some were rescues they have decided to keep, but most were tiny fluff-balls of kittens, only weeks old. AWWWW! SO CUTE! There were only about three teenagers, and Ashley was the friendliest and cuddliest.
I do hope it works out with Jasmin. And here's a picture!
Ashley with a knitting needle.
She has a really pretty face and green eyes, but her mackerel tabby markings don't really show here. You can see her stripy legs though. The backs of them are black from the soles to the knees, like boots. :-)
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How many cats have you got? I think four makes me a mad cat lady.
Off to bed now. :-)
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Ashley is a beautiful girl. Silver is the only cat color I've never had in my house, which is unfortunate because I think it's gorgeous. But then I've never yet chosen a cat for its color, so I've no idea if it'll ever happen.
BTW, my tenant and I were wondering today: up until which age is a cat still called a kitten? My two youngest are about seven months old by now and they've already grown bigger than all of the ladies and as big as two of the guys. But they still have that kitten softness.
Note to self: must indulge in kitty picspam sometime soon.
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There were some other 'teenagers' as they call them there, but they weren't friendly. So I'm delighted! She's a darling little smoocher and I'd love her whatever her colour, but I do like silver tabbies. And just about all colours really. Cats are beautiful animals.
As I said, they call Ashley a teenager, but I think she's still a kitten. She's not fully-grown and she behaves like a kitten, and Jasmin certainly is still one. I've heard they're adult and fully groan at one year, but I know mine have kept growing after that. Maybe it's because yours are guys. Vic's a big guy, and quite plump, though none of my girls have ever been.
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All the fun and no responsibility. Hey, if it works!