February 28, 2006

  • newHilaryLitter
    Hilary had a new litter of kittens yesterday.  When I identified
    her as “our climber” here previously someone, NFP I think it was, asked
    if she was named for the mountaineer.  Yes, we named her after Sir
    Edmund because as a kitten she showed a strong preference for vertical
    movement, especially up the Navajo rug hanging on the wall, clothes in
    the closet, trees in the yard….

    Before she weaned her first
    litter, she was fiercely protective of them, all hisses and growls and
    swatting at Koji when the kittens came near him.  He learned very
    quickly to avoid the kittens, but they persisted in trying to snuggle
    up to him for naps or swat at  his wagging tail.

    After
    weaning them, Hilary was as likely to growl and swat at them if they
    came near her as she was with the old lady cats or withKoji.  As
    her latest pregnancy progressed, she was increasingly cranky, but now
    that she’s a new mother again she is mellow and sweet.

    HilaryCarryOne
    kitten, the one at far left in the first photo above, was born early
    yesterday morning, and none of the others was born until sometime late
    last night.  By the time I was up today we had four of them.

    The
    coloring and markings of the two on the right in that top photo
    resemble Potemkin, the stray tomcat who has been making himself at home
    here long enough to eat, drink and get warm several times a week for a
    month or two.  Po was very skittish and wary of Koji when he
    started visiting us, but no so much any more, now that he has
    spent  time around the dog and survived.

    Doug hauled the
    kittens out of Hilary’s nest in the corner of his closet, the same
    place where she had her first litter, so I could take these
    pictures.  Hilary came out immediately and started taking them
    back, so I didn’t have a lot of time to arrange kittens artistically or
    get insurance shots.  What you see is what I got.

    HilaryNestDoug helped Hilary return the kittens to her nest, then got the shot at left here. 

    Last
    week, when Hilary was all grumpy, hostile, and dangerous, I would have
    cheerfully taken her to the pound, but now that she’s her old sweet
    self again, I don’t think so.  Doug and I have been agonizing over
    what to do with the two “extra” kittens from her first litter that we
    feel are really more than we can support and certainly more than we can
    afford to spay and neuter.

    The economics and logistics of the
    neutering are the reasons we have this new litter.  There’s a
    clinic on the edge of Anchorage that offers the services considerably
    cheaper than any of the ones here in the Valley, but they have backlogs
    a month or more in length and charge extra for cats in heat or
    pregnant.  We failed utterly to make a workable plan to transport
    our cats in there at the right time before the first litter was
    conceived, and again between litters.

    Now, Doug and I are faced
    with the certainty of becoming emotionally attached to four more
    kittens.  We’re also faced with the difficulty of formulating and
    executing a neutering plan for the ones we can afford, and all we have
    done toward figuring out what to do with the others is say to each
    other plaintively, “What are we going to do?”  It’s humbling, and
    it’s frustrating, and they’re cute, darnit.


    Anyone else
    been hit as hard by this New Moon as Doug and I have been?  I’m
    not going into excruciating detail about it.  Suffice it to say we
    have had a stressful and painful day.  I haven’t looked at his
    chart to see how this stuff is impacting him.  When I found the
    new celestial weather report
    in my email today, I’d already had a frustrating, difficult headache of
    a day, so I looked to see if Rich Humbert had any explanation. 
    Did he ever!

    On this New Moon Monday afternoon, every planet is connected with another planet (or planets) in a highdegree of exactitude. Mars and Saturn, high in the chart, are both at 5 degrees of Gemini and Leo respectively. [This aspects my Libra Neptune.] The
    Sun, Moon, and Uranus are grouped in less than two degrees of arc at 9
    and 10 Pisces.  Mercury is in the number 26 degree of Pisces,
    Pluto is in the 26 degree of Sagittarius, and Venus is in the 25 degree
    of Capricorn.
    [All of these connect with my curse/blessing pattern.]   Jupiter is at the 18 degree of Scorpio square to Neptune at 18 degrees of Aquarius. [My Venus is at 18 degrees Libra.] 
    There is an extraordinary degree of exactitude in this chart. 
    This suggests that the lunar cycle that begins with this New Moon will
    make urgent the need for clarity with no gray areas of ambivalence.

    The
    New Moon takes place on the 10th degree of Pisces, and this degree
    bears the symbol of an aviator flying through the clouds.  He’s
    flying on instruments or on intuition but not on normal visual
    perceptions.  This suggests we will need to look through and
    beyond the fog of information that washes over us nowadays via the
    media and Internet.  We will need to listen to our own truth
    sensors amidst conflicting and confusing reports.  This is
    combined with Uranian energies since Uranus aligns with the New
    Moon.  Uranus acts suddenly to shake up the status quo…it’s his
    job.  The Pisces experience reveals to us the crack between worlds
    - places where realities intersect like the surface of the sea. 
    So expect to gain a sudden insight that causes a re-evaluation, new
    knowledge, something hidden coming to light.

    Well, I told
    Greyfox I’d call him back when I was done with what I was doing, and if
    I wait too long I’ll just get his voicemail.  G’Nite.

Comments (11)

  • Eh…we’ve got the winter kitten blues here too.  Two mamas, four babies each for crying out loud.  Now that the kids are mobile, the mamas just sort of share the duties amongst themselves; regardless of who a kitten belongs to, it nurses on whoever happens to be nearby.  It’s been pretty amazing watching our new dawg love those babies, and the crazy mama cat attack the huge dog at every chance.  (Only one of the mama cats is nuts…she has some kind of post-partum psychosis I think.)  Doesn’t stop the babies, though.  They are nearing the six week mark, and there’s no stopping them anymore.  They love to hang out with Oreo.

    Must.  Find.  Homes.  Lordy.

    So that’s why yesterday afternoon was so bizarre.  What a day! 

  • :robodance: I love kitties! Send em to me!

  • oooh… i wish i was close enough to take one or two of them off your hands. they are so adorable!

    be blessed and be light…

  • ‘wonder if that celetial weather’s responsible for the funk i’ve gotten myself in lately…

  • :rolleyes: Whoops … that was your’s truly.  Didn’t even realize I was logged in under a different name. 
    Just ignore … erase erase erase. Delete.

  • AWWWWW–too cute–but I’ll kill’em for you, if need be.:holyshit:

    FYI-see my private stuff for 1) some new quotes, I think you’ll like ‘em and 2) the grocery list–edit as needed, I’ll get everything over the weekend–okay, maybe I’ll get the tea tomorrow, that’ll be easy.  I HAVE to go to town today or tomorrow.

    Keep warm!:goodjob:

  • They are so CUTE!!!  I love kitties – we have two, Romanoff and Pheobe, but they’re both fixed.  They were given to us that way, so no little kittens for us.  That’s OK, because I think that 2 is more than enough for us to handle. :laugh:

  • Ahh…SuSu…your kittens are beautiful and so is their mom…it is hard not to become attached…I myself was “between” and ended with seven guinea pigs…one died…I have six now…I love them so…but the work…the cost…the work…ugghh…but I am attached…thank you for sharing…it was a sweet sight to see before I turn in for the evening…huggs…Sassy

  • Kittens … Melanie could use one.

  • Make it stop!! Monday, Tuesday it is all just too much!

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