Friday, July 24, 2009
Late last night, I decided I wanted to feed them, so they might sleep in a little. When I was in there, I took the opportunity to try petting and lifting. They did okay. I woke up at 5 am instead of 4 am, so a little better. OMG, they were so anxious to get out that they were letting me pick them up. The sick one, not so much, she is a bit older and still is not keen on me moving her too much. But, that gray one was just so into it. I even walked him around the house. She (i think) did fine. So, this morning. I cleaned up their kennel, shoved stacks of towels around the washer and dryer, so they could not sneak behind it and set up a play area for them. They are happier, roaming around. I still get hisses when I walk up to them. They like it better when I am on their level. I try every chance I get to touch them and pick them up. I think that a few weeks from now, they will be almost as sweet as the last rescue kitties. Though, I know their new parents may have to earn their trust for a while. I have not found parents for them, yet. I am sure it won't take too long.
Posted by Jenny Carter at 8:16 AM