Archive for November, 2008

Finchy Getting Scared

Posted in outside with tags , , on November 11, 2008 by iconicblue

Robin was very anxious to get out of the studio, and trips to the hallway and other studios in the building just wasn’t cutting it. So we packed the boys up in their new, much larger carrier and took them to Seward Park for an outing. We took them to the beach and brought them out on the dock. Robin loved the whole thing. Finchy on the other hand has become more and more timid and unhappy being in open, exposed areas, as you’ll see below. Really, it’s not the water he’s scared of in these pictures – he loves the stuff.

Finchy’s not sure he wants to come out.

That’s one unhappy catlet!

“Get me out of here!!!”


What Robin has eaten today

Posted in Things Robin eats with tags , , on November 2, 2008 by iconicblue

So both kittens have very strong and distinctive personalities. Finchy is a lover. He likes to sit on the sidelines and watch intently. His favorite thing is to lie on what we have dubbed Mommy Blanket, knead, purr, and suck little bits of the nubby fur. He can do this for hours straight. If ever a cat would eat bon-bons, it would be him, but instead, he’s a picky eater.

Robin, however, is the protector, and fighter. He’s the alpha, taking care of all the kittens in his litter, and now us. He worries about all of us and is always checking on us throughout the day. He’s also super active and plays hard, constantly. He’s so active that he has developed this really muscly physique, so I call him “Arnold.” In fact, we just weighed them at MudBay on their bulk food scale and he tipped out at 9 lbs flat. Finchy was a robust 8.75 lbs. They are only 5 and a half months. It’s a good thing Robin is such an athlete. Here is a list of the food he has eaten today:

3/4 can of wet food
4 bites of pancakes with butter and real maple syrup
5 bites of hamburger and gruyere cheese + 1 bite of hamburger bun
3/4 can of wet food (he hogs it all when we put it out)
some more kibble
a handful of cheerios
2 pieces of dehydrated chicken treats
more kibble

And to think we call Finchy “butterball” (which is more a reflection of his personality, chinchilla softness, rolly-polly-ness when he is petted, and of course, his soft round belly).

Am I a bad kitten parent? How can I resist when he runs to me when I have a plate and fork, sits, and begs every time I eat something, even just a salad?!?! It was harder in the beginning when he would jump on me and almost crawl onto my plate (that inquisitive paw on my hand was the ultimate undoing). He has better manners now, but he still begs as bad as a dog.

Pancakes this morning.

Cheerios this evening