The Path to Endarkenment
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
MISS SCARLET!!! MISS SCARLET!! I don’t know NOTHIN’ ‘bout raisin’ no kittens!!
Ok...Here's the updates as we have them.
We were whacked so far with a HUGE ungodly vet bill (even WITH the 25% off 'Good Samaratan' discount). There's still some more boarding to pay...medication...etc. I really wonder if this was worth it to take them to a real vet and not to a no-kill shelter.
Anyway.... Yesterday I brought them home for 4 hours to try and see which was better to keep.
Now with that I must explain one of our new little friends. The gray and white, featured in the pictures, is a she-devil. She's quite shy. Yet once out of the box, she zooms like a photon torpedo to the first place that looks safe. The first night we brought them home, she found a way to get between a loveseat and an end table. Anyway...so I get her out and then in a squirm and a bite she was gone. Needless to say I was scratched and bit on the hand pretty bad. I then brought out the gloves (more on the gloves later). She jetted like the Flash around the room, up onto the loveseat like Spiderman then ran into the kitchen making a beeline for a very bad place...between the wall and the refrigerator.
I thought she broke her neck or impaled herself on the dispersion blades of exposed heating ducts. So I get the gloves...clean out shit we were so uselessly storing (who the hell needs a washboard these days? Bah! This stuff was there when we moved in). We tried to get her with a broom... No go. She played dead. Nearly freaked me out cause we're not used to small things. The dust was everywhere. So I reach in and try to slip my gloved hand under her butt. She goes up and then falls. Second attempt and I get her out. Holding tightly she realizes I'm now immune to her clawing. She calms a little. We put them in the blankets you see in the Webkittynwarbles.com blog. Then we return them to the box and Webkittyn sits and watches vigil overnight on a closed box. Continue reading...
We were whacked so far with a HUGE ungodly vet bill (even WITH the 25% off 'Good Samaratan' discount). There's still some more boarding to pay...medication...etc. I really wonder if this was worth it to take them to a real vet and not to a no-kill shelter.
Anyway.... Yesterday I brought them home for 4 hours to try and see which was better to keep.
Now with that I must explain one of our new little friends. The gray and white, featured in the pictures, is a she-devil. She's quite shy. Yet once out of the box, she zooms like a photon torpedo to the first place that looks safe. The first night we brought them home, she found a way to get between a loveseat and an end table. Anyway...so I get her out and then in a squirm and a bite she was gone. Needless to say I was scratched and bit on the hand pretty bad. I then brought out the gloves (more on the gloves later). She jetted like the Flash around the room, up onto the loveseat like Spiderman then ran into the kitchen making a beeline for a very bad place...between the wall and the refrigerator.
I thought she broke her neck or impaled herself on the dispersion blades of exposed heating ducts. So I get the gloves...clean out shit we were so uselessly storing (who the hell needs a washboard these days? Bah! This stuff was there when we moved in). We tried to get her with a broom... No go. She played dead. Nearly freaked me out cause we're not used to small things. The dust was everywhere. So I reach in and try to slip my gloved hand under her butt. She goes up and then falls. Second attempt and I get her out. Holding tightly she realizes I'm now immune to her clawing. She calms a little. We put them in the blankets you see in the Webkittynwarbles.com blog. Then we return them to the box and Webkittyn sits and watches vigil overnight on a closed box. Continue reading...
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