Kboo Has Me Well-Trained
Thanks to everyone for your patience, for photos, and questionnaire replies, and kitten notices. If you've been following us for any length of time, then you know our kittens come first. And Kboo has been keeping me extremely busy for the last 18 days.
She is such an attentive mother, she waits days to go pee or poop and only then with me coaching and cajoling. Friends have F1s who are as attentive, but few wait more than two days. Kboo waited five to go pee early on and we were ready to drive her three hours to the vet school. The cold x-ray table at our vet finally convinced her to let go, thank God.
I slept on the floor in front of her crate for 15 days, just a quilt folded up under me because she tries to take my covers to her kittens, or would bring me her babies and put them under my shirt. She's happiest if I have my hand touching her lightly, or she'll reach out and put her paw against me. Harvey (her son) does the same thing.
We keep her room at 82 degrees, so I was comfortable... well I was WARM, won't go so far as to claim comfort! I finally got to move back to bed the last few nights, but she misses me.
She went pee on her own Friday morning, then I had to beg yesterday for her to go. Don't have children, but think I may have been good at potty training.
She reverted because Jimmy decided to become an escape artist later Friday morning and toddled out of the crate so many times over the next two days, with Kboo scruffing and bringing him back in... he exercised so much that he lost seven grams over two days. He'd been gaining at least 10 grams each day. So I put in the cardboard half-gate at the front of the crate, where Jimmy can't escape but Kboo can jump in and out.
I think she appreciated the help corraling Jimmy, but was not happy overall with the change in her environment.
Which is why I was back to begging her to pee yesterday, after two days of her holding it. She finally went and it only took 20 minutes of me pleading with her. If I stay with her 24/7, then she's so very, very good. If I escape (like Jimmy!) to do some work, then she reverts to get my attention.
And yes, I do know that she has me very well-trained. Whatever it takes to keep her happy and healthy, she knows I'll do it--
She is my spoiled baby, huge, but a baby. Harvey is just like her, for bonded to me, and he's already larger in frame than his mother and his aunt Ayo. Only our F1 Gabatta still outstrips him in size.
And since he's only seven months of age, that won't last for long. Can't wait to introduce him to Gabatta. She's never been outsized in her life.
Back to Kboo's new kittens... Howie is gorgeous, as is Terry. Terry is heavier, but they're both the same frame size, leg length, each with a short thick tail. They could almost be twins.
Terry is starting to contrast up and looks even more like Howie, but he is still a narcoleptic, he eats, sleeps, cuddles, then repeats.
Howie talks all the time, a low grumbling meow, which is amazing, because he has the most distinctive MEOW, rather than chirp or other vocalizations, of any of our kittens. Such a wild look with a purely domestic voice, albeit very low and gruff.
And Jimmy, I named him correctly. He fusses, argues with Kboo, grumbles, looks for trouble, causes trouble, all the time. He's as loving and cuddly as his brothers, but he's much more inquisitive, at least for now, and is absolutely never idle. Even nursing, he's moving constantly and kicking his brothers off a nipple.
Kboo will really be busy when they learn to crawl over the half gate.
Should have new photos of everyone tomorrow. They're at the in-between stage. Adorable, expressive faces AND ambulatory!
She is such an attentive mother, she waits days to go pee or poop and only then with me coaching and cajoling. Friends have F1s who are as attentive, but few wait more than two days. Kboo waited five to go pee early on and we were ready to drive her three hours to the vet school. The cold x-ray table at our vet finally convinced her to let go, thank God.
I slept on the floor in front of her crate for 15 days, just a quilt folded up under me because she tries to take my covers to her kittens, or would bring me her babies and put them under my shirt. She's happiest if I have my hand touching her lightly, or she'll reach out and put her paw against me. Harvey (her son) does the same thing.
We keep her room at 82 degrees, so I was comfortable... well I was WARM, won't go so far as to claim comfort! I finally got to move back to bed the last few nights, but she misses me.
She went pee on her own Friday morning, then I had to beg yesterday for her to go. Don't have children, but think I may have been good at potty training.
She reverted because Jimmy decided to become an escape artist later Friday morning and toddled out of the crate so many times over the next two days, with Kboo scruffing and bringing him back in... he exercised so much that he lost seven grams over two days. He'd been gaining at least 10 grams each day. So I put in the cardboard half-gate at the front of the crate, where Jimmy can't escape but Kboo can jump in and out.
I think she appreciated the help corraling Jimmy, but was not happy overall with the change in her environment.
Which is why I was back to begging her to pee yesterday, after two days of her holding it. She finally went and it only took 20 minutes of me pleading with her. If I stay with her 24/7, then she's so very, very good. If I escape (like Jimmy!) to do some work, then she reverts to get my attention.
And yes, I do know that she has me very well-trained. Whatever it takes to keep her happy and healthy, she knows I'll do it--
She is my spoiled baby, huge, but a baby. Harvey is just like her, for bonded to me, and he's already larger in frame than his mother and his aunt Ayo. Only our F1 Gabatta still outstrips him in size.
And since he's only seven months of age, that won't last for long. Can't wait to introduce him to Gabatta. She's never been outsized in her life.
Back to Kboo's new kittens... Howie is gorgeous, as is Terry. Terry is heavier, but they're both the same frame size, leg length, each with a short thick tail. They could almost be twins.
Terry is starting to contrast up and looks even more like Howie, but he is still a narcoleptic, he eats, sleeps, cuddles, then repeats.
Howie talks all the time, a low grumbling meow, which is amazing, because he has the most distinctive MEOW, rather than chirp or other vocalizations, of any of our kittens. Such a wild look with a purely domestic voice, albeit very low and gruff.
And Jimmy, I named him correctly. He fusses, argues with Kboo, grumbles, looks for trouble, causes trouble, all the time. He's as loving and cuddly as his brothers, but he's much more inquisitive, at least for now, and is absolutely never idle. Even nursing, he's moving constantly and kicking his brothers off a nipple.
Kboo will really be busy when they learn to crawl over the half gate.
Should have new photos of everyone tomorrow. They're at the in-between stage. Adorable, expressive faces AND ambulatory!
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