Yes, We Have More Cats...

I got a nice little message on my cell phone last night from Katie, saying that when she was setting up a "nice little house" for the two kittens, something was moving around on the plastic underneath a newer addition onto our house. She calls it a "monster," so I'm going to check it out.

When I got home, I didn't see nothing. But it did get to meet the new kittens, Teddy and Franklin. It took me a while to figure that one out, named after the Presidents Roosevelt. They are the darndest things, though. We let them out of their cat carrier and they explored our bedroom, getting into everything. Katie almost started to cry, because "they're so cute," reminding her of our grown-up cats when they were kittens.

Outside the bedroom door, our big male Cass, our we like to call him "Bubba," wanted to get in and see what the fuss is all about. We decided to let him in, only to see the raised backs of Teddy and Franklin reach for the ceiling. Bubba sniffed around, but he clearly did not like the whole situation. Three male cats ... hmm, a little territorial? The second I picked up Bubba he finally hissed at Teddy and Franklin (the FIRST time I've ever heard him to that) and tossed him out of the room. Teddy and Franklin remained on-guard until Katie petted them and settled them down.

But the situation is that we are basically baby-sitting these cats for a long period of time. A co-worker of Katie's is overrun by cats, so she gave us these to take care of for a while, until she can get rid of a few more kittens. As it turns out, Franklin is going to be neutered in December, while Teddy is going to be the stud as he is hopefully going to hook up with some female cat on the farm to have more kittens. This co-worker wants the kittens, so she can sell them down the road. It really doesn't make a whole lot sense to me, but whatever. As long as Katie takes care of them, it's cool.