SATCHEL! We got a kitten almost three weeks ago. I finally caved in, and in spite of my allergies, decided we needed a cat. We’ve had a continuous problem with mice in the house, and they refuse to eat the poison, or be caught in traps. They’ve been around long enough to share the secrets of these things with one another, and therefore can avoid them. I HATE MICE! More than I dislike cats.
Don’t get me wrong, cats are okay, but they just aren’t a dog. You know, who greet you at the door with wagging tail and slobby kisses, come when you call, and if you’re lucky, learn a few tricks. Cats don’t play fetch in the yard, don’t take their people on walks– or in Lady Bear’s case, drags me through a near-run.
Satchel is very playful, and atfter a few shots with the spray bottle has learned to leave my house plants alone. He has a knack for attacking your ankles and toes. He also loves Lady Bear, who floats between adoration and toleration of him and his antics.
We took him to the vet today, and got him started on his first shots. He doesn’t have worms, which is fabulous as Lady was eating his litter-covered poo. The vet also said it can be normal for kittens to try to nurse, even as adults, said it can be a “comfort thing”. Lady being the mothering sort, is quite content to let him. She’s even producing a little milk. So it’s really good he doesn’t have worms, or we’d have to de-worm the dog again, on account of the poo eating, Lady could just pass them back to the kitten.
Satchel is now 2.6# and long– so says the vet. He’s got a bit of white on his front paws, and white knee socks on the back, along with a sprinkle –as in 6 strands–of white fur on his forehead, a white crest on his chest, his belly and in his bikini area, if cats were to wear bikini bottoms. He’s pretty cute if I do say so myself.
I have to admit I am enamored of this little creature, who will give rough tongued kisses on occasion, and will curl up in my lap for a snooze. He nibbles on my fingers, but the kids aren’t used to kitty teeth, and say it hurts. They waver between liking him a lot to not at all, depending on everyone’s mood that day.
He’s a keeper. Now if he can just get rid of the mice.