So the kitties are growing and growing. They’ve each put about two ounces on already! 20% body weight gain in four days? I’d say they’re doing alright. :)
Strangely, Oreo is also gaining weight. Maybe she’s depressed because she hasn’t been coming in as much, so has turned to the food bowl (or, let’s be honest, more poor innocent lizards) for consolation. She’s welcome to come in, of course, but she hasn’t been crying at the window as much, probably due to the evil little furballs that have invaded the bathroom.
The kittens still have a really strong desire to nurse, even when they’re not hungry. It really bums me out that they don't have anyone to nurse on. Last night, Calico Kitty sucked on my hand for a good 10 minutes. I started to worry I’d get a hickey, but didn’t have the heart to make her stop.
Tomorrow, I have to fly out for an all-day meeting in Sarasota. I had to tap a woman at work to come feed the kitties mid-day for me. I’m happy she agreed, and actually likes the idea. She’s an animal person too. :)
Yesterday I took a half day off, on account of the headache that JUST WOULD NOT LEAVE. Laying in bed with the fan on was nice. I watched “Run Lola Run” finally, which was awesome, and four episodes of “Desperate Housewives” – they replay that stuff on ABC.com, you know? I very very rarely watch primetime TV, but I like some of the shows, so it’s nice to watch them on-demand like that. The kittens snuggled and napped with me, which was nice. They need that lovey attention at their age. I like it too.
White Kitten hadn’t pooped yet, so I was getting worried. They say they SHOULD go every day, if they don’t go for four days you have to take them to the vet. Then finally last night he broke the seal, and has pooped three times in 12 hours now. He seems really pissed off to be doing it, which is kinda funny. “I don’t like doing it either, buddy, but you gotta!”
They have been SO good about controlling their potty habits. For baby kittens, that is very impressive. Not one accident, not on me nor in their nest. Except then last night Chris was holding Calico Kitten as he was falling asleep and all of a sudden asked, “WHAT IS THIS THAT’S WARM?” He claimed to not have been rubbing her belly, but I don’t know if I believe him.
Yay! It’s almost the weekend again! I don't think we have ANYTHING planned for this weekend - phew. I do think Chris wants to look at boats, but the rest is CHILL TIME. I love getting to just hang around. Maybe I'll cook something. Plant something. Finish some books. Yay! :)
the white one.. well, the typical reaction so far is that the calico cat is cute and then i show the white one and there's a pause and a "aww, he doesn't look so good." i've definiely been worrying about little cupcake. they're such fragile little things, i knew right away that it was possible they wouldn't live without their mama.
not to mention, the pastor announced at the church service that there were two kittens in a box outside if anyone wanted to take them home. i assumed they were a couple of months old, like most cats for giveaway in a box. so after the service i go over and see THESE TINY THINGS and immediately i think that maybe that 1.5 hours was the difference between life and death for these critters, and chris and i had to leave right away to go find a petstore to buy some kitten formula. agh.
anyway, this white kitten, cupcake, i've basically had to force-feed. he'll eat a little and then totally lose interest. we're talking maybe 1/5th of what the other one gulps down happily. i can get a little more food in, but that's it - so he's been eating less than half of what the calico has.
well, tonight, i did their 12:30 feeding and, afterwards, the white kitten was still crying. walking around, crying. i said hmmmm, maybe he's gotten his appetite back so gave him another half-serving of food. he still seemed a little hungry but i figure i'll give him time for his food to settle and he'll be fine.
i'm just very, very happy - he just ate 1.5 servings, gulping it down hungrily, just like the calico does. :)
had to share. they may just make it! :) :)
they're doing okay. white one - cupcake - is actually better. he cried some today, fought a little.. better than yesterday, when he only slept.
i'm getting the hang of the feeding thing. i finally sat down and did the calculations and planning, with the help of a scale. the calico and white cats weigh 10 and 8 ounces, respectively.
they are so helpless, they really don't go to the bathroom on their own. they wait until i rub their bellies with a wet cloth, simulating when mama would like them. today calico had her first poop that way. that was a, um, surprise! later, she had explosive diarrhea (literally explosive) but was kind enough to wait until i was there to get it all over my pants. :) i guess it's a good thing she could hold it, and it also says something good about the consistency that it was able to shoot such a distance.
the calico is actually a lot cuter than the white cat, but they're hard to get pictures of. i'll keep trying.
they love their grey teddy, which i bought for the last kittens i had here (their mama was grey). they lay all over this thing, snuggle with it, etc. it's very cute. they've been moved to the bathtub, so they're in a good, safe place now.
i have a long night ahead of me - feedings in a little while, again at 12:30, again at 4:30 (a.m.!), before work, at lunchtime.......
man, having kittens is sure a lot harder than fostering a mamacat.
we went shopping and stuff today. got a rain barrel (woo woo) and a plant. this three-day weekend went way too fast.
for the second weekend in a row, i had at least one day ruined by a migraine. i think i'll be making an appointment with the doctor this week to see if i can get some good drugs for this. saturday, i woke up really thirsty and feeling not so great, so i probably should have taken it easy, but i soon felt really good and wanted to jog, so went for a long run with sebastian on the beach. i felt good afterwards, thought i would be fine.. a couple hours later, i felt the first sign. the rest of the day, i was a mess. mostly because i'm tired of having the headaches. it finally went away between 7 and 8 yesterday morning, but has been more or less threatening ever since, so i've been far from myself. it sucks.
okay, that's all. time to shower and feed the kits and get some sleep!
and they're TINY.
a couple of weeks old, max.
i tried to find a rescue group with a feeding mama that could handle a couple of extra mouths... no luck. "you have a busy weekend ahead of you," one of the women said.
apparently it's kitten season AND the worst time for adoption, so everyone has lots coming in and nothing going out.
so for now, i'm feeding with a medicine dropper and rubbing their bellies to get them to pee. they can't even PEE on their own yet!
they say this is going to be a "more active than usual" hurricane season. this sucks. of course, that's also what they said LAST year and we had not one hurricane! *knock on wood*
chris got hurricane windows put in a couple of weeks ago, so that should be interesting. this is also an evacuation zone, so i don't know the deal with that, but for the minor storms we can stay here and watch it all through the thick hurricane-safe glass.
chris be in texas for his baby sister's graduation. there was a bomb threat, so they had to move location at the last moment. at least there was no bomb.
i dropped the one math class. i wasn't planning on cancelling my wisconsin trip for a midterm that could not be moved only because the teacher was being a hardass. and, guess what! that also means we can go to the caymans on the original weekend that worked out well for chris workwise - the day we leave also happens to be the exact day my other two classes end - and which also happens to be the weekend of our anniversary. :) so that's nice. best diving on the continent, they say.
aforementioned "busier than average" hurricane season had better not interfere, or there will be hell to pay.
tonight is a beautiful night. beeeeeeeautiful! SUPER breezy. ocean looked pretty scary, though. seas 6-8 feet!
alright, time to go to bed. all alone!
they make their debut: mary-jane style crocs.
i think i've worn these babies every single day since i bought 'em. they're great - comfortable, and not AS ugly as the other kind. :)
i got this for chris for his birthday, and had given it to him last week so that he had time to practice with it before his baby sister's graduation. it sat untouched for a few days, but he brought it to disney (i think to be nice). by the end of the trip, he was really, really excited about the camera - it has an awesome night mode, he got embarassing videos of us dancing ("the lawnmower" "the cash register" etc.), got the dolphins on tape, etc. so yay, i am excited! i done good!
although i should be a bit more to the right.
did you hear? miami's made #1 on the list of the countries' rudest drivers. yeah baby.
so this weekend, hmm, was pretty quiet. saturday, we all took the dogs to the doggy park. they, of course, enjoyed it. we had fun, too. :) then we took catherine & tim to the airport, i took chris to church, i went and bought some snazzy new crocs (pics to follow), picked up chris, we went to the hospital/whole foods together, went home, etc.
sunday, we went to the hoes to see the much-bigger and very cute wittle babies. nathan slept the whole time, but we got to take turns holding everett. i learned that chris is a baby hog. then we went to ihop, where it took, like, two hours to get some french toast & pigs in a blanket.
not very exciting, but this weekend is disney, so that's a good thing. i wanted to go diving in that huge aquarium, but poor chris's leg wound (bike accident) is still pretty, um, scary.
i guess that's it. :)
Last week I took a long (unpaid) lunch to take a little warbler someone had found stunned outside to the Wildlife Care Center. He was alive, but twitching. It was sad.
Then today, I heard a smack and went out to see what it was – it was a dead bird. Freshly dead. Another dead bird, of exactly the same kind, was right next to it, having died earlier. One of the office dwellers said, oh yeah, the birds are smacking into the windows – “worse than usual lately.” He hypothesized that it was due to the wildfires burning all over our state, making the air hazy and smoky. Really, much of this week it has smelled like a campfire outside. There was another one someone had seen hopping around in the bushes, so he made it (hopefully is just recovering rather than permanently crippled in some way).
So I go online and find these things – http://www.windowalert.com – and order a bunch. An hour later, another smack. AGGGH!
This time, the little guy must have been going slower because he was still alive. I sat outside and waited to see if he’d die – I’d hate to make a creature’s last moments any more stressful than they already are. He didn’t, so I brought him inside and found a box. He wasn’t doing so well – had one (or both) eyes closed, didn’t appear to be able to move, was gasping for air. I gave him some peace while I went outside and put bits of tape all over the windows so the birds could see them.
When I checked on him a bit later, he had perked up. I took his box outside, where he could be warm and waited a few minutes. When I checked again, he was squawking at me. Still didn’t appear to be moving well, so waited a bit longer. Opened the box, saw he started to flutter around inside. I opened the box and here he came! He sat there long enough for me to get some pictures. Then he fluttered down to the bushes, where I hope he makes a full recovery.
Please let this be the last bird that runs into our windows!!! They are just so tiny and precious – and what a senseless way to die. :(
chris said, "do you want to know what happens when you go take a shower?" [in the bathroom off the master bedroom beyond this door.] "go get the camera."
there was this picture. chris said they stayed there until they all fell asleep.
they all got a bit of carob after i saw this picture, and an apology for trying to get them to fight into the dogfight/frisbee room rather than at my feet as i tried to chop veggies & watch law & order simultaneously.
they fell off, so i figured i would use them SOMEHOW.
it turns out they're grape tomatoes! i got to eat one today. :)
So this is Chris’s place, a while back.
Funny how much it’s changed – that far room is still empty (dog fighting room), but the dining room now has a lived-on table & chairs instead of that barstool.
The reason I am posting this picture is because he is in the process of getting hurricane-proof windows. This is awesome because, when we have a hurricane, we can watch it in all its glory right through the windows. No shutters. Weird, huh? Sadly, those pretty divided-up windows are going to be gone. I liked those windows. The bad/good news (depending on how you're feeling at the moment) is that we can no longer hear Oreo when she hops up on the windowsill and cries for us to let her in.
Now the part I’m posting about: contractors suck. They were supposed to start last Monday, maybe be done by Friday. Monday they called to say they wouldn’t show, so the dogs had to stay in their crates until I found this out at lunchtime. They were already sick of the crates from the week before, when they had to be crated due to the pool guy coming, the boat guy coming, and the fact that they chewed off parts of the not-yet-installed (and very expensive) windows. Tuesday they had to stay in their crates until the cleaning lady left them out after they called and said they wouldn’t be coming until Thursday. So then Thursday they worked on the place, who knows for how long. Friday they didn’t show until 4 p.m. THEY SHOWED UP AT 4 P.M. They worked for two hours and left.
Now, Thursday & Friday were one thing; Chris had those days off and was home for most of them.
However, everyone is working this week, and the window guys were supposed to come. And the dogs can’t be left outside; they need to be crated.
So yesterday, I had to DRAG Sebastian out of his doghouse, PUSH him into his crate.. Gretchey was whining sadly and barking at me after I crated them until the time I left the house, which I did nearly in tears because I felt so bad for making them stay in their small crates all long, boring day. I called Chris from the car, livid at the idea that the window guys would not show again -- if the dogs were in their crates all day for no reason, there would be hell to pay (hell hath no fury like a dog mama pissed). Chris went home at lunchtime to check on the dogs and the window guys were still not there. Thankfully, he thought of a solution: the dogs are now leashed up outside.
But oh my god the nerve of these window guys! In seven working days, they’ve special all of something like six hours there. !!!
i had some mangos to use up last night, so i made this!
filling: 3 mangos food-processed, with one cup of cut-up bits of 10-minutes soaked dried mangos
crust: 1/2 cup medjool dates with 1.5 cups walnuts and 1.5 cups dried coconut.
i made the mistake of getting the low-fat coconut at the store a while back (made low-fat by steaming, which makes it no longer raw AND tastes bad), so out of desperation i opened up a fresh coconut and hacked out some of the meat. i think that helped. so i'd say food-processed fresh coconut would work just as well as dried!
topped with: strawberries, 3 kiwi fruit
it was yummmmmmmmmmy. i know i sound like a broken record, but it's just strange it's just raw fruit and nuts. as chris said, it tasted like a fruit tart. chris hates coconut, though, so next time i have to make it without that bit! i think i'll tackle the key lime mousse next. (made with avocados!)
after making this and finishing up the raw pasta, the kitchen was a huge disaster. at least most of the waste was headed for the composter - or the tortoises!
who knew raw "cooking" could make such a mess? best viewed large. :)
yay, i'm done with school! for now! done-done!
friday after work i joined my baby & dean & meredith for a quick drink, then went home to "work on my speech." or, you know, what really happened: "avoid working on my speech until very late." i ended up just printing out what i had written the week before, read it out loud a couple of times and, well, that was it. :D no matter - i got a perfect score anyway. i'm starting to wonder if EVERYONE in the class got a perfect score, because it didn't seem too hard to achieve...
so anyway, saturday was the speech. then i hung out with the dogs at the pool, read a national geographic cover-to-cover, took a nap when the airplanes & landscapers got too loud to doze away outside.. i had a party to go to - alex's birthday party - but didn't end up going. i didn't have such a great day and was not up for socializing, especially when how it would go was unknown.
saturday night was the black tie! i completely gave up in advance on having my hair look nice or different, so i got ready in record time! and the hair ended up pretty nice anyway. :) chris was mighty cute in his tux, and mighty cute all tired as he was (someone drank a bit too much jack at the air & sea show!)... the black tie itself wasn't so bad. mike maroone & rick case (those names will be familiar to south floridians) battled out a couple of auctions, which i found amusing. the huizengas, at the end, matched the entire $38k the auction had raised. i saw wayne from where i was sitting, but couldn't zero in on marti, which was too bad 'cause had i ended up in the bathroom, i wanted to tell her thanks for, you know, BUILDING the humane society and all.
sunday, um.. what did we do? we went to the sto'. i bought a bunch of weird fruit for alex and dropped it off at his place as a gift. i made some raw marinara sauce. we went out for greek food - yum! i quickly finished up my stuff for film class - i got an 80% on the quiz for "invasion of the body snatchers" - which i never watched. ha! i got myself an A in that class. :)
last night i mandolined up some zucchini for tonight's dinner - stringed zucchini with raw marinara sauce. i gave chris a taste of it last night and he ate the rest of the bowl i had in my hand, so i think that's a positive review.
so we didn't actually GO to the air and sea show -- well, chris did...
but we did watch from the front yard.. and i DID watch from the pool yesterday.. but anyway, quite strange to be sitting in your yard and see THESE things go by.
but they're a good $180.. arrrr..
anyway, hey! i got a B in math class! a B! i am so happy! mind you, i'm basically a straight-A student, so i should be disappointed with a B.... but it's math! MATH! :)
i got an 85 on the final. i was two points away from earning a B in the class, so he gave it to me. woo-woo!
and i just took the final for my education technology class. the quizzes for the class were respectably hard, and since this test was 100 questions long, i was worried. but, uh, the test was silly easy. i did it in about 10 minutes and got a 96%. most of the questions were along these lines:
"When planning lessons that use technology, teachers should not consider the skills and knowledge level required for students to start and complete the lesson successfully."
just a speech and a couple more movies and i be finee!
the kitties are adjusting to life at chris's just find. we keep finding them up on this wall thing outside. all three were on it last night. it's so funny how they so readily adapt to a new place and consider it home. i guess they don't really have anywhere else to go...
chris is used to picking up oreo all the time, and she purrs. tonight he gently picked kitten up and, for a few seconds, she was quiet. i was surprised. but soon enough, she started the kitten cry. he laughed and let her squirm out of his arms. "she's not anything like oreo," i said, laughing. "i guess not," he answered. what a funny little (miserable) cat!
ok, i am a-sleep as i type so it's time for a shower.