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23 December 2007 @ 10:05 pm
news from One-Eyed Kitteh land  
Last Monday’s visit to the vet went well. Everyone thought Esme was lovely, and rightly so. Turns out her eye is not so damaged as I thought. It’s likely she still has some vision, and that the fibrous adhesions might be successfully removed should we want to spend a lot of money on opt for ophthalmic surgery. In the meanwhile, it doesn’t impair her health in the slightest, save that she may be more prone to infections in that eye. Other than that, she’s healthy and in great form. Didn’t like the rabies vaccination (odd, ‘cause my vet is sort of brilliant giving shots), but she forgave the vet - and me - very quickly.

Esme was doing well enough in Don’s office, but on certain days we were away for eleven hours at a stretch. She was, understandably, rather unhappy. This manifested itself in pathetic mewing before we entered the room, mega-snuggles and hyper-play once we entered. Her sneeze was all but gone and the snotty nose had dried up, so we decided to try her with the other kitties Thursday night. This was no big deal to the kitten; she’s been in shelters her entire life, surrounded by any number of cats. She’s completely sociable and ready to Make Friends! and Play! Jilly and Isabeau, my two older girls (littermates) weren’t terribly fazed. Esme’s approach was met with a look of disbelief (“Didn’t we just go through this a year ago?”) and a hiss or growl, but otherwise they were fairly chill. Zinda, however... *sigh* She growled. She hissed. She puffed up so much I suspect she borrowed extra fur from the other cats. She even made a move on the kitten. Actually, when I say ‘made a move,’ I mean she hopped forward about six inches, because while she wanted to seem to be attacking, she didn’t want to actually get anywhere near the tiny intruder. Esme, her own tail puffed*** out spectacularly, retreated to the safety of Don’s office. I decided that was enough for one night.

The next day, though, was another story. Clearly, Esme had given some serious thought to the situation. When I let her out that morning, she ran straight for Zee. Poor Zinda backed away, hissing weakly, and the kitten bounded merrily along. She swatted at low hanging ornaments on the Christmas tree, explored everything, bounced over the older cats, and generally made the house her own. There were moments of minor conflict. Still, no fur flew. No blood was spilled. Win! Middle-of-the-night visit revealed that Esme is a pouncing kitty. Move a foot - nay, a single toe! - or draw a breath under your blankets and she is there, leaping to action.

The last few days have seen the other cats get more and more accustomed to the wee one. She’s got Zinda rather cowed (which, considering Zinda’s wild nature is no bad thing; Zee’s been significantly more mellow - less scratchy/bitey/crazy eyes and more snuggle/want to bite but won’t/sweet) though Zee is fully twice Esme’s weight. There was a brief bout with colitis and the ongoing med (which she hates; the vet warned me it tastes absolutely terrible) and dabbing Preparation H on her poor sore bum (hey, beats making a nursing kitten poo. *shudder*). There’s her ability to teleport, which wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t completely soundless. You just saw her in the bedroom, and then you turn and HEY! she’s under your feet in the kitchen, moving her mouth like a feline Lillian Gish. At the very least she could hold up a sepia card exclaiming, “Miaow!” before raising a paw dramatically to her wee head.

The one-eyed kitty is seriously adorable, though. Her ears perk up and her whiskers curl forward when she’s looking at you. She tilts her head as she watches the squirrels or the birds at the feeder, and when watching the rain dance off of the back window. She’s all but stopped using the litterbox I insisted on leaving in Don’s office because she’s already accustomed to the ones in the basement. When she’s playing, she’ll ‘capture’ a toy and parade around the house with it: ears forward, tail straight up, so very proud - even if she’s dragging two feet of Cat Dancer behind her. She has Don wrapped around her tiny multi-colored paw, and what with her interactions with Zinda, she’s actually making it easier to have four cats than three.

You all need to come to my house to see the kitteh. The others will likely hide, but Esme will be more than happy to let you play with her for hours on end.

Oh, and I’ll get pictures as soon as I’m able; that’s still a bit of a challenge.

***side note: Esme's tail gets puffy when she plays. Not "ZOMGWTF?" puffy; rather "I'm a pretty princess!" puffy. I think of it as the kitty version of an Arabian horse flagging it's tail

I know I need an Esme icon, but I do so love kitten!Ten. and the kitten in question is a tortoiseshell
I feel: cheerfulcheerful
La Petite Souris Scientifiquemelebeth on December 24th, 2007 03:14 am (UTC)
I want to come play with the kitten!!!! She clearly needs lots of pouncing, and I have string!
Kelladyjoust on December 24th, 2007 03:33 am (UTC)
She is very fond of string! And we still need our booksquee! night, so this may work out very well indeed.
BlueberryEmilyblueberryshero on December 24th, 2007 03:32 am (UTC)
My kitty is a pouncing!kitteh, too. She's given up on me, though, choosing to opt for my mother's toes instead.

Aifacat: Remy. On. Crack.aifacat on December 24th, 2007 04:00 am (UTC)
Aw...poor Zee! Guess Esme figured best to stand up for herself and take it from there, lol...maybe soon Zinda will figure out that she now has a playmate her own age to have fun with!

Pouncy in bed kitties are fun...er...except when it's the middle of the night and they use their dog-like dense claws to attempt to actually kill your feet. In other words, Remy is the reason that neither cat is allowed to be in my bedroom while I'm sleeping. :-( Which is too bad 'cause Zoe was always lovely to share with.
Shanecarraig on December 24th, 2007 05:12 pm (UTC)
While I won't be visiting...
Happy holidays
Jenn Dolarijenndolari on December 27th, 2007 06:27 pm (UTC)
Re: While I won't be visiting...
That looks familiar. :D
Mairearanturas on December 24th, 2007 06:27 pm (UTC)
I would love to come see the kitties and their mom....I'm off from work this week...is there a day that works for you?
Rennierengirlie87 on December 28th, 2007 05:31 am (UTC)
woot when do i get to play with the kitten?