Ymabean informed me that I should share some of the kittens stories I have. While I try not to be an obnoxious cat lady, I do have kitten tales to share. On the blog, you can ignore them or read them as you want – no reasonable danger of being obnoxious! Yea.
I’ve already told you about the kitten’s love of the air vents in our house. This is a complication in the bathroom. Besides being obsessed with the shower when it’s running, they like to sit on any clothes that may end up on the floor in the bathroom. When there are no clothes on the floor, they try to pull down our towels from the rack so they can have their bedding. At first I thought the air vent was directing the heat at the towels when it came on, making the ends flap and the kittens catch them. Then Slick explained the kittens were making themselves more comfortable with towels in front of the vent. We have started double folding the towels on the bar to make them harder to reach and pull down.
A previous picture:
Look at those fuzzy, round things! Here’s a more recent shot:
They push their paws through the grate spokes as if they’re trying to catch the air or find a restart button. Occasionally they try to bite the spokes and I now have a reason to be concerned about old lead paint when I never cared before.
We’ve since got them a fuzzy pad to lay on and placed in front of the kitchen grate. When they haven’t batted it down the stairs or into the corner, I find them (especially The Captain) curled up on it, waiting for the hot air to blow through their fur again. Moxie likes to find her warmth in recently vacated seats. Invariably, when you get up from your seat, Moxie will suddenly appear where your butt was, her paws tucked neatly together while she looks at you with her little inexplicable expression.
Another continuing pastime for the kittens is basket snuggling.
I bought this basket the day we got the kittens, put the electric warming pad in the bottom and folded a towel on top for their comfort. Thankfully, they took to the basket immediately and it stays at the top of the location list when looking for kittens.
They still like to snuggle together in the basket. I love that they get along so well. Even though getting along includes Moxie’s rough treatment of her brother. One of her preferred sibling affections is to sit on or near the sleeping Captain, give his face a lick or two and then open her jaws as wide as she can against the top of his head and start biting. I don’t know why exactly she does this, but The Captain puts up with it for a while before complaining and then finally getting free of her. The Captain is a sweetheart and tries to look out for his sister. If she cries, he comes running. The other day, she jumped up on the kitchen trash can, where she is not supposed to be. Unfortunately, I’d just thrown away a milk carton which stuck against the top, making the lid not close the last inch or two. When Moxie jumped to the lid of the can, her tail curled around and went inside the lid edge. As she sat down, her weight pushed the lid down and onto her tail, pinching it! She immediately began hissing and spitting as she scrambled off the trash can lid. The Captain had been sitting in the sun at the time and came running into the kitchen at the sounds of her distress. Moxie was already down and The Captain couldn’t find any source of danger, so he began licking her face and neck while watching for danger with wide eyes. They’re pretty fucking cute, I tell you.
I’ll show you some more, newer kitten favorites tomorrow. I guess this will simply have to be a cat blog for now.