If you’ve been reading (bless your heart), then you know Ruppert (my chinchilla) passed away a few months ago. I was so heart broken. I had 9 great years with Ruppert and I told myself I wouldn’t get another pet. I had no idea how lonely I’d be, I didn’t have a companion or anything that depended on me.
For months I thought about a cat. I’m at work 10+ hours a day so I didn’t want to get a puppy and the little thing be alone that long. I’ve never had a cat or kitten before but I thought that’d be great. I leave out food, fill and clean the liter box, get her cute collars, fun toys, and healthy food, and she could entertain herself. I wanted to adopt a kitten because I wanted a little one who knew me as a pet “mommy” and learn to love me. I adopted Quinn and I haven’t looked back!
She is sweet when she wants to be and she really loves to nap. She’s learning that she doesn’t have to use her claws for e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. she hasn’t really grasped this yet. She’s not ripping up any furniture just my arms, legs, and shoulders. I found some kitten caps because I’m not going to declawed her. I hope her vet to put them on so I can heal up. She has been for her first round of shots and goes back in 2 weeks for the others.
As I said before i’ve never had a kitten or a cat but when I got her she was 6 weeks old. I’ve taught her to use the literbox and she’s eating hard kitten food. If you’ve got any kitty tips please pass them along!
The 2nd night after I got her. She was so tiny!
She loves napping. I can’t say that I blame her, I do too.
This is where you can find her while we are asleep. She usually has her paw on my head.
I think she was channeling her inner panther, looking over her kingdom.
She is just so excited to be a kitty!