Finally, news on the Bubbalee front.
We knew that she had her kittens on April 9th, and we knew that she had them under the shed across the road. The neighbors told us that she had two kittens, until just the other day, when they said, no, they had seen FOUR. We knew that 6 weeks old was a prime age to take them away from their mother, and try to socialize them. After 10 weeks, it gets really tough.
So we took a crate, and a Havahart, and canned cat food across the road, and enlisted the help of the family that owns the shed.
They were on the same page. Get the kittens before they get killed in the road, too old to socialize, and old enough to have more babies.
Today.....YAY. We caught THREE of them.
They are frightened, but easily picked up. They hiss, and hide. There is one light gray and white, one tiger and white, and one dark gray with white feet.
If you look closely, you can see that one of them is sitting on top of the other one.
They are safe in the front bedroom upstairs at the studio. They have a litter box, food, water, and a few places to sleep. We are leaving them alone for the night, so they can calm down, and look around. Tomorrow we will sit with them, hopefully get them comfortable around us, and ultimately find homes for them.
I am a dreamer, always.
Since it took the weight of all three of these to spring the trap, we are putting the smaller trap over there to try to catch the fourth, and last kitty.
Bubbalee will be mad. She's next. We have to catch her before she gets pregnant again.
On the rug front, we have ONE sample, in pinks and purples.
I asked Sydney if she wanted to do a book with me.
Sydney asks: Does this rug bring out the green in my eyes??
Did you say a 'book'???