More kittens! And more pictures of kittens!
by, 29th March 2009 at 12:42 AM (426 Views)
A couple weeks back, I showed the people of Bulbagarden pictures of my kitten. Now, it goes without saying that it was only a small part of the litter. My neighbor also got one, and I was given the task of babysitting it today. And what better thing to do than take pictures?
Yeah, I somehow got a similar "looking up at the bed near the trash can" shot as before. Fortunately, the light of day coming in through the windows made getting a picture easier this time around.
Nice shot of him on the bed. Note his tail, which is pretty thin.
He was the runt of the litter, who they named Spike, because his fur always stuck up. A runt brother called Spike...hmmm...remind you of anyone?
He actually seemed to like me more than my cat, who's pretty...well...batshit crazy now! For starters, my cat seemed to be really random with the camera, but he didn't seem to mind. I took him up to my room where he was pretty scared and confused at first. Amusingly, he seemed to want to get out at first (I had the door almost shut), but when I opened it, he started out then ran back in! Eventually, he calmed down, and even purred a little as he went to sleep on my bed. I just watched TV while he rested. After a while, it got too hot under the covers, so I had to leave him there. Fortunately, this happened when nothing worth watching was on.
That's him sleeping. I'm surprised - this one turned out VERY well.
So after around half an hour, he wakes up. Someone told me to put him in the litter box, but he didn't seem willing (or he didn't need to) go. Some people...he LEAPS out of the litter box and into my lap (I was squatting on the floor), presumably trying to hide from my cat, who's become quite the bitch lately. I held him in front of her, and she didn't like it. He was afraid. Very afraid.
So I take him onto a chair where my cat can't get at him. She stalks around, eyeing him like a vulture, while he stayed with me. Eventually, he got off me and started walking around on the chair (it was a big chair, and I'm not fat, so there was more than enough room!), usually either watching her or looking for a safe way down (he doesn't seem used to jumping down from things yet, as he even had a little trouble getting off my bed). My cat kept watching him, while he and I watched her, and after what seemed like forever, she tried to jump up to take a swipe at him. All she got was her claw into the chair, partially thanks to my timely pulling Spike away, and she proceeded to hiss at him, as if to say "this is MY territory you little twat". I went to casually push her off whilst scolding, but she fell before I could.
So yeah. I take great care of the cat I don't own, but my own doesn't even give me much of a chance. Maybe I should've picked him, despite him being a male (who are more territorial, even though this incident kind of states the contrary). He seemed to like me back then, too (came right up to me when all the kittens were playing). It's better if the animal picks you as an owner! It ensures it will get along with you! Gotta love that cheetah-pattern he's got going on, too! A little late for changing my mind, sadly. *shrug*
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