Upon moving to the farm, we made an agreement: no animals for the first year, except hopefully a dog.
Then came Ralph and Bert. Then Ralph had kittens. And the dog became “maybe next year.”
There’s no hard feeling though. These four fluff balls made our first spring on the farm pretty special.
But now it’s time for them to leave Matt’s and my forever home for homes of their own.
So farewell Rex. Farewell Gypsy and June. Enjoy your new families. Make lots of new friends. Enjoy your life of leisure as pampered pets rather than hard-working farm cats. We’ll take care of mom and tug on her tail every so often for you.
For those mathemeticians out there who are counting four kittens minus Rex, Gypsy and June and finding things aren’t quite adding up, your calculations are correct.
While we’re taking care of Ralph and tugging on her tail, we’ll also be taking care of this gal.
She was our favourite all along. While three of the kittens look pretty much identical, she stood out. She had golden eyes while the others had blue. She was shy and timid and stuck close to mom while the other three were always looking for attention from the humans. Her head was slightly rounder and larger… which led to the unfortunate name we’ve been calling her for the past 10 weeks… Big Head. We’re trying to rename her, but it’s hard to break the habit. Matt came up with the new label of Easter… as in Easter Island. We’re terrible parents.
Big Head Easter is showing early signs of being an excellent huntress like her mom. She spent a lot of time stalking her brother and sisters and has perfected her pouncing technique on the tufts of grass in front of the barn. We think she’ll be a good addition to the farm and to our family.
So no animals for the first year except for a
dog cat. That’s okay by me.
Good choice keeping the shy timid one. In my experience, they are the survivors! 🙂
I hope that’s the case with Easter, Michele. She seems to be doing well so far with being an only child.
That reminds me of a Frasier episode where his caricature was put on the wall of a restaurant with a giant forehead. Did you see that one? There was an Easter Island joke in there. 😉
Do you still have Bert? And Easter is a very pretty cat indeed. I think with 129 acres, you could have quite a few and keep them all in work.
I don’t think I ever saw that episode.
Bert disappeared when the kittens arrived, and he hasn’t returned. We’re hoping he’s okay and he’s found a new farm to take care of. It depends on the day as to how many cats we’re feeding. Tom (a big tom cat) came around for awhile until we got Easter spayed. Cow cat (looks like she sounds… and this is an example of my very non-creative approach to naming) hangs around most of the time, but she’s so shy that I don’t think we can really call her ours.