Mommy Graycie and her pile o' kittens
The conclusion of my column last night was sufficiently depressing, and some commenters asked for more kitten pictures, so here is Graycie, just a kitten herself when she came into our house from the wild and had her litter.
Here she is with two of her boys — Uno, top, and Tuli, bottom — the three of them all grown up. The boys’ first birthday is Sunday, and we figure Graycie, who was feral when Tracy lured her into the house by feeding her on the porch, is about six months older than they are.
Here is Graycie today, obviously queen of all she surveys.
(Photos by their human mommy and my wife, Tracy Harris.
Thanks, we needed that. She’s beautiful, and such a lucky kitty. As an aside, you probably don’t have a lot of time to waste, but it’s seriously not a waste of time to look in on the Episcopal Cats With Problems group on Facebook. It has nothing to do with religion, and is a wonderful assortment of photography, problem-solving, great anecdotes, support, and outright hilarity among a literate bunch of cat servants. Having gotten to know you a bit, if I can be so bold as to assume, I’m pretty sure you’d take to it.
This is a fascinating parallel to our experience with a feral cat that I fed outside and gained her trust. Shortly after she took up residence in our garage, Little Spook gave birth to five kittens, 3 that looked like Siamese (black tipped ears) and 2 that were coal-black. She allowed us to handle them quite early and get them accustomed to human contact. Once they were weaned we took them to our vet for adoption (we already had 2 other cats and couldn't keep 6 more). Found out later that all 5 kits went very quickly to good homes. Little Spook ultimately moved into the house and became a very loving, affectionate house cat. Your beautiful Graycie looks like she has a bit of Longhair in her genes.