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My son has been acting odd the last couple of days - secretive (always closing his bedroom door quickly behind him when he comes out at all, spending all evening locked up in his room, etc.) and my daughter has been oddly quiet and keeping to herself, or playing quietly in her brother's room (practically unheard of).
I'd be suspecting drugs if my kids weren't 11 and 8...
So this morning when my son slunk out of his room closing the door quickly behind him, I asked him what he was hiding in there. He gets this panicked look on his face and says, "NOTHING Mom, I swear!"
"Open the door"
"Do I have to?"
"Yes."
So he opens the door and sitting on his bed, looking up at me in some panic, is an 8 week old kitten.
WTF??????
Babysitter's neighbors' cat had a litter, and they were giving away kittens. I vaguely remember Zack asking last week if we could get a kitten, and I distinctly remember saying "no way, our cat would eat it."
So for TWO DAYS, this kitten has been living in my son's room, hasn't been able to eat or drink (he brought in cups of water, but no bowl, so the cat panicked when it couldn't get its face to the water without getting its whole head in the cup and wouldn't drink - and my cat is 4 1/2 years old and on "indoor cat" food, way too big and hard for a kitten), lord knows where it's been peeing and pooping.... Best part is, my daughter, who can't keep a secret or lie to save her life, has KNOWN about this for two days and hasn't said a word!
*sigh*
I was late for work this morning because I had to find a cage, find some wet food (thankfully I had one envelope left - my cat doesn't eat it, so I don't keep it around, but I had some that my ex's cats didn't like), put a bowl of food and a bowl of water in the cage with it... poor thing fell on that food like a starved beast, which I suppose it was, and as soon as it was done stuffing its face, it literally fell asleep half in the bowl of food.
My cat hates the bloody thing, and hisses or growls as soon as she sees it (she's not exactly the most affectionate of cats... her original owners lost interest in her the instant she stopped being a cute adorable little kitten, and they literally locked her alone in a room with a litterbox and a food dish for SIX MONTHS before I got her). I'd love to let him keep it except for two things - I'm afraid my cat will attack it and they'll be fighting all the time, and my son's bedroom is an absolute disaster area.
My idea is to bribe him. If he can clean his room (and this goes for his sister too) and help me clean the rest of the house in one big swoop (say, two or three weeks), he can keep it. I'd hate to bring it to a shelter, lord knows what it might pick up... and it's adorable and tiny and cuddly (my cat hates being held and only allows herself to be petted by me, and only for a minute or so at a time before she nips to signal she's done).
Where the hell did I go wrong?
I'd be suspecting drugs if my kids weren't 11 and 8...
So this morning when my son slunk out of his room closing the door quickly behind him, I asked him what he was hiding in there. He gets this panicked look on his face and says, "NOTHING Mom, I swear!"
"Open the door"
"Do I have to?"
"Yes."
So he opens the door and sitting on his bed, looking up at me in some panic, is an 8 week old kitten.
WTF??????
Babysitter's neighbors' cat had a litter, and they were giving away kittens. I vaguely remember Zack asking last week if we could get a kitten, and I distinctly remember saying "no way, our cat would eat it."
So for TWO DAYS, this kitten has been living in my son's room, hasn't been able to eat or drink (he brought in cups of water, but no bowl, so the cat panicked when it couldn't get its face to the water without getting its whole head in the cup and wouldn't drink - and my cat is 4 1/2 years old and on "indoor cat" food, way too big and hard for a kitten), lord knows where it's been peeing and pooping.... Best part is, my daughter, who can't keep a secret or lie to save her life, has KNOWN about this for two days and hasn't said a word!
*sigh*
I was late for work this morning because I had to find a cage, find some wet food (thankfully I had one envelope left - my cat doesn't eat it, so I don't keep it around, but I had some that my ex's cats didn't like), put a bowl of food and a bowl of water in the cage with it... poor thing fell on that food like a starved beast, which I suppose it was, and as soon as it was done stuffing its face, it literally fell asleep half in the bowl of food.
My cat hates the bloody thing, and hisses or growls as soon as she sees it (she's not exactly the most affectionate of cats... her original owners lost interest in her the instant she stopped being a cute adorable little kitten, and they literally locked her alone in a room with a litterbox and a food dish for SIX MONTHS before I got her). I'd love to let him keep it except for two things - I'm afraid my cat will attack it and they'll be fighting all the time, and my son's bedroom is an absolute disaster area.
My idea is to bribe him. If he can clean his room (and this goes for his sister too) and help me clean the rest of the house in one big swoop (say, two or three weeks), he can keep it. I'd hate to bring it to a shelter, lord knows what it might pick up... and it's adorable and tiny and cuddly (my cat hates being held and only allows herself to be petted by me, and only for a minute or so at a time before she nips to signal she's done).
Where the hell did I go wrong?
*SQUEE*
Eric the Grey
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