My new kitten is an absolute joy. He really is.
His name is Oliver and he’s probably about 6 months old, even though the
shelter thinks he’s only 3 months. He has
an appointment to get neutered and microchipped at the vet tomorrow…hooray! So far, he’s getting along just fine with my
older kitty, Vlad. They chase each other
through the apartment and play together.
Just this morning, Vlad walked up to Oliver and Oliver immediately laid
down on his side and meowed quietly. This
is significant because it means that Oliver recognizes Vlad as the dominant and
elder kitty, worthy of respect. Vlad still
gets a little annoyed with Oliver and hisses at him here and there, but it’s
getting less and less frequent. It probably
helps that yesterday morning I went and spent about $12 on toys, catnip spray
and a cardboard scratching pad.
Some people are bound not to agree with me on
this, but I will be getting Oliver at least front declawed, if not fully
declawed. I know some people say it’s
inhumane, but I want to tell these people that I don’t think it is. I ALWAYS get the *optional* pain medication
for my kitties when I get them declawed.
What would be inhumane would be if I didn’t get the pain medication…that
would be downright cruel to make them suffer through the pain of surgery like
that.
Oliver is an orange tabby with a white spot
under his chin down to his chest and white socks. He’s not just a traditional tabby with
stripes. He has spots, which I think are
absolutely gorgeous. It kind of makes him
resemble a Bengal cat. He’s VERY
playful. He loves the toys I bought
yesterday morning. He loves to run
around the apartment and pounce on things.
He’s very snuggly. When I first brought him home, he would
snuggle, but I had to chase him down and pick him up. Once I did that, he would snuggle as long as I
wanted him to. Now, he actually comes to
me and curls up on or next to me. He purrs
like a little motorboat, so I know he’s very happy. He’s adjusting quite well, I think, to his
new home and his new big brother.
Oliver has a small problem with diarrhea right
now. It’s most likely due to the change
in his food. I talked to his foster mom
via email this morning about it and she said that when he spent a week and a half
at PetSmart last week, he had some diarrhea for a couple days due to the change
in food that they were feeding him there as opposed to what she was feeding him
at her home. So, hopefully another day,
maybe two, of dealing with finding little cat patties in random places around
the apartment and watching where I step and he’ll be fine. I need to get some stain spot remover so I can
clean up the spots in the carpet.
All in all, Oliver is a wonderful addition to
my home. We make a fabulous little
family of 3 (my favorite number). The 3
of us are going to be very happy. My dream
is to have both kitties snuggle me at the same time on the couch while I watch
TV and in bed while I sleep at night. Since
both Vlad and Oliver are snugglers, I see this happening at some point.
