Well yesterday my SO and I were giving a pregnant cat to take care of! We were told, (massiveness of belly aside,) that she stil had a few weeks to go. Being the paranoid lot we are, I still prepared a birthing box with instructions I found on the internet. At exactly 6:25am I was awoken to my SO screaming her head off! My normal bitchy self(in the morning) told her to shut up and piss off, since I didn't have to be to work until noon. Still I awoke to find the cat running in circles with a little black thing hanging from her.. eh-hem.
I quickly picked her up and placed her in the box, forced her to lay down and gently pulled on the umbilical cord 'til the placenta came out. I guess her motherly instincts took over at that point, as she ate the placenta and cut the cord with her teeth, while I pulled the sack away from the cute little thing's face. Seconds later the little wet hair ball started mewing loudly! Wash, Rinse, Repeat! We now have 6 brand new kittens, fighting for their mum's teats! 1 black one, 2 black and grey tabbies (one with a white face), an orange tabby, a grey one, and a beige or "fawny" kitty!
Post Merge: June 14, 2009, 10:02:24 AM
Oh yes, and I forgot to mention, the mother is what my SO says is called "Polydactyl".
I'm not sure if anyone knows what this weird Prehistoric Bird sounding term means exactly, but scientificness aside, the mother and at least two of her babies... have..... THUMBS! Be afraid, be very afraid.... soon the world will be theirs!
