In my 20’s I owned and ran a boarding cattery, I also worked for the RSPCA taking in their cats and kittens to be rehomed. Luckily then I lived in a village with an acre of grounds. Alot of the cats and kittens I could not rehome, not because anything was wrong with them, just because I couldn’t. So I ended up with 13 of my own. Due to lifes circumstances I had to give it all up and move into town. Since then, my partner and I have adopted older cats, but due to where we live 3 is more than enough.
Four years ago another one of our beloved cats had to be put to sleep, so we were left with one. I was so upset that I wasn’t sure that I could take on anymore. But the house seemed so quiet with just one. and he, Huffy, was lonely with no-one to lord over. So I gave in and we found a lady that had a litter of tabby kittens to home. We fell in love with all six of them, but I was only allowed two. We chose two little boys. They looked just like twins when we first got them, but now they have changed a little bit. We have so many photo’s of them I thought that I would start this little diary of their lives. Hopefully it will be for many more years to come.
Here is the letter I sent to the lady after we got them home,just to let her know that they were alright.
Thought it was about time we wrote to you and told you all about our two little monsters!!! They have grown so fast and given us so many laughs and worries…………..
As soon as we got them home we opened up the carrier and Huffy, our old cat, came to inspect. He wasn’t very amused and went straight to the back door to go out. When the little ones came out of the carrier the first thing one of them did was go underneath our gas fire (which thankfully wasn’t on) and we were terrified that he would end up in the chimney. Luckily he came straight out again and we spent most of the rest of the evening blocking up holes and spaces that they could get lost in. The kittens thought it was a great game.
Within a couple of hours they had settled in, had something to eat, used the litter tray and fell asleep.
The first week went fine, got into a routine and no problems, they were little horrors and so full of mischief. So when, in the second week they came down with that ‘limping kitten’ syndrome, we were so worried that we were going to lose them, they just weren’t interested in anything and looked so pitiful when they were trying to walk. The visits to the vets didn’t seem to worry them at all but I don’t think they could figure out why they couldn’t run around like they had been. We still hadn’t named them so at the vets they were registered as kitten 1 and kitten 2!!
7 WEEKS OLD
They soon got over the illness and thankfully back to being little devils! We decided on their names, Dillon and Stalker. Dillon is going to be the bigger one, and a real little boy with bandy front legs that make him look like a real little bruiser.
Stalker because right from little, he would stalk and pounce on anything that moved. He is much leaner and smaller than Dillon. At one time he was the grown up one and Dillon was the stupid one but their personalities seem to have switched.
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Most of the evenings I am being pinned to the sofa so they can sleep. But when they are awake it is like having 2 little tornado’s in the house. That is why most of our photo’s are taken when they are tired, that is the only time you can keep up with them.
You are right these are the most precious weeks, and they have given us so much entertainment, the TV is definitely second best. We are not looking forward to having to let them out into the big wide world, but that is inevitable. But not for a while yet…………….
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Their favourite pastime, after eating, terrorising Huffy and demolishing the house!
10 WEEKS OLD
They found a new game of jumping from the
freezer up to the coat rail, I was terrified of them
hurting themselves if they tried to jump down
so we would keep getting them down. One kitten
would do it, then let me and Bruce sit back down
again and then the other kitten would do it.
In the end we bought them this super dooper
scratching post, so they had something else to climb
on. As you can see they like their new toy, but only for sleeping on!!
11 WEEKS OLD
They are like little adults now and are growing so fast. We are so glad that we got the two of them together. They do everything together.
12 WEEKS OLD
All of them spend a lot of time with us in the office. I don’t think Stalker knew Huffy was on the chair when he decided to jump on it. Huffy gave in and let them both have it in the end. He has been so good with them, and they have grown to respect and love Huffy in their own little ways. Even though one of their games is to go after his tail whenever he walks past and run.
They have both had their injections now, and it is getting nearer to their neutering, but I want to leave it as long as possible because then we must let them out. And I am dreading that day…………….
They both love to sit up at the window and watch us or Huffy when we are in the garden, I can imagine what mischief they will get up to when they are allowed out. And they have so much more to learn.
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Bruce had some feathers from the garden and both kittens loved to play with them, it is so funny hearing them growl and hiss when someone tries to take the feathers away from them. Dillon was so determined to keep his that he was literally hanging from the feather by his teeth and claws. You can still see the kitten in them but they are also changing into little adults now. Their hunting instinct is kicking in, it looks as though they may be good hunters, like Huffy.. Huffy is well known round here for catching rats, we have allotments a little way a way and he spends a lot of his time there. Hopefully he will look after the kittens when they are out and take them there. I can imagine a lot of fun could be had there and so much to explore.
15 WEEKS OLD
Stalker loves to sleep in the most awkward positions, here he is on the back of a chair with at least a 3 foot drop to the floor! He is completely dead to the world.
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Here you can see their beautiful markings. Stalker on the left and chunky Dillon on the right. Dillon is built a lot like his mum and is a very muscular little kitten.
Stalker is very dainty although he is the bully, as Dillon finds out every day!
17 WEEKS OLD
They both love playing with balls, we seem to have hundreds around the house. Stalker discovered that if he hooked his teeth into them he could carry them around, so now they are not just in the front room, we are finding them upstairs and even in beds!!
18 WEEKS OLD
They are going to be beautiful, strong cats. And we love them dearly. This is the last photo we have of them which was taken this week. We have loads, and videos too. I will send you some more in a few months time, at least they won’t be sleeping so much then as they should be going outside…………………. we will have to cut the apron strings!!!!!
I hope you have enjoyed these and feel happy knowing that they are OK.
Bruce, Tina, Huffy, Stalker and Dillon.