Grisi's babies are nearly seven weeks old, and they are beautiful. As it turned out, four are black and one is a gray tabby like mom. (The little one's fur was so sparse at first, we thought he/she would be gray.) Just before their eyes began to open, she moved them off the patio, and it was nearly three weeks before we saw them again! We moved them back where we could have access to them, and this time she let them stay.
We have done our best to handle them every day and try to socialize them, but several of them are still pretty skittish. We have no way to contain them on the patio, and their favorite hiding place is behind the Coke machine! Since we have not been able to find homes for them, we reluctantly decided that the best thing would be to go ahead and take them to an excellent shelter while they are still young enough for the shelter behaviorists to work with them in a controlled setting and improve their social skills! A few tears were shed around the office this morning when my coworker D. and I managed to corral them in a kitten carrier--and off they went.
Well, D. returned with all five kittens and the report that they are still too small for the shelter to accept them, and probably need another two weeks before they are big enough to go there. Everyone in our office has pets already, but D. is going to foster three of them and my supervisor (who I saw wiping away a tear this morning) is going to foster the other two. What do you bet those foster homes turn into forever homes?
And now our next step is to have Grisi spayed! Think of all the band candy, Girl Scout cookies, and Little League raffle tickets you've had to buy at work over the years. Has anyone in your church or office ever come around collecting for the Kitty Surgery Fund??