This morning as Jordan and I headed out to ride horses, Juno, the expectant cat from the woods, ran in looking like delivery is imminent. We made a box, spread out cloths, and gathered around to stare at her as she ate a giant meal, broke her waters, stared at her belly, and lay on the carpet just by the cloths we had provided.
Ethan is fascinated, Lainey is indignant that the momma won't let her babies come out and play with her, Jordan is cracking jokes at Bill, who is surprisingly squeamish about the whole thing. Having seen and heard all manner of human wounds and conditions, he squirms as though bugs are crawling on him each time Juno does anything of interest.
Happily, we ate with friends last night who say they have been meaning to get two kittens for their very nice garage/shed, promise to spay/neuter them etc. Of course Ethan whispered in my ear this morning, "Mom, we're gonna keep her". Wait until he sees the kittens!
At this moment Juno is resting comfortably, storing up energy for what really has to happen pretty soon. Any bets on the size of the brood?
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My money's on 5 kittens. When we're there next month it'll be hard to not take one if they're all not "taken" by then!!!
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