So What Happened with the Foster Kittens??

Our whole batch has been adopted!  Even Mama Kitty.  I was trying to take a picture of sweet Pluto napping, but...

Neptune totally photo bombed.  "Pet me instead!" she insisted.  I was only too happy to comply.  She's a great cat. 

Fortunately, there were many, many opportunities to take pictures of sleeping kittens.

And playing kittens, and groggy kittens...

Fostering kittens during the summer was perfect for us, because there was usually someone at home during the day, so they rarely had to be in their crate, except at night.

It was a good experience for the whole family, and I'd be open to fostering another batch next summer.

I did, however, come up with a new definition for the word futile:  winding a ball of yarn in the kitten room.

Sitting in the kitten room, was slightly dangerous.  In this picture, I'm trapped, and I cannot get up.  I might disturb a sleeping floof ball.

Seriously.  Kitten therapy should totally be a thing.

"Cup holder?  I thought you said 'cat holder'!"

All this adorableness was too cute to keep to myself, so I posted pictures online, and one of my friends and one of her friends came over for a kitten meet and greet.

My friend ended up adopting two of the kittens.

Her friend ended up adopting one, too.

When the kittens all weighed 2#, it was time for them all to get spayed, including mama kitty.  Ordinarily, they'd go from Spay & Neuter clinic to the adoption floor, but since 3 of the 5 had homes already, I brought those guys home to recover for a day or two before going off to their new families. 

It was interesting to have dopey cats at home.  I've worked recovery at the feral S&N clinic, so I know cats are silly coming out of anesthesia, but I didn't realize how long it lasted. 

Probably my favorite picture ever of Pluto.  Those pupils! 

Soon, they were back to their playful selves, and then it was time for them to leave.  One kitten got picked up here.  The other two were handed off at SPCA. 

While I was there, I checked in on Neptune and the remaining kitten, who were doing well, and they were both adopted within a week. 

If you've ever thought about fostering kittens or puppies, I'd encourage you to give it a try.  It ended up being a great experience for our family.  And we decided to adopt a kitten, ourselves! 

This is Grumman, Eli's kitten.  We call him Grummy.  You may have noticed him in the background of my recent Art Journals review.  He has added so much to our lives!  I really adore him.