#fostering kittens

[sweptawaybyadhd]

Buddy just a couple of weeks old. His and Ella’s mom drowned in a flood, and beloved daughter, volunteer at the cat shelter, took the five tiny kittens in the litter to foster. Three of them died in her hands, but Buddy and Ella made it.

But they had so little time with their mother that they didn’t learn a lot about how to be cats, especially Buddy. He often seems to think that I’m - not a cat or a human, but instead almost like a part of him. Genuinely joined together in some way.

[miss-may-i]

How does getting a new cat mean you cant plau a game?

Well it's not just getting a new cat, they're neonatal kittens meaning they die without special care. The kittens I foster are orphaned so I have to do everything a mother cat would normally do, and taking care of newborn kittens is a lot like taking care of a newborn baby. It just doesn't last as long.

Ask any new parent how much time they're able to make for themselves. And when you can make time, you have to priorize what you do with it. You still have to eat, shower, sleep. I also do other things besides just play Sims ya know.

[everythingseasoning]

Foster kitten Journal Entry:

I gave up my babies maybe a fortnight ago. Almost every single day since then, I was crying in the shower, and before bed whilst watching old videos of them play, eat, explore.

The grief has lessened. The past few days, I’ve not quite thought about these precious little ones at all. They used to be my whole world— I wake up, take them out of their sleeping room (bathroom), and feed a specific diet. They run off to play five or so minutes after feeding, tumbling about and jumping on the couch and each other.

These two babies gave me purpose and were the love of my heart. Then Life changes so fast. Time goes so fast. And you just keep rolling on. Attachment fades out, especially when they’re out of sight out of mind. I know that my foster babies are in a different home, under somebody else’s (hopefully) watchful eye, tender care— and I have relinquished control. Do I miss them, the teeny kittens I raised from 1 months through 2.75 months? Absolutely, when I remember them. When my body shuts down, overtaken by grief, all I want in those moments is to have them back because I *know* them and their quirks. I can see B (gray kitten) staring at me as I do anything, her keen and curious nature such a noticeable force. I can hear A (orange kitten) purring loud as heck, having climbed up my pants just to be in my arms, so happy to be by my side because he has high attachment anxiety.

But as days go by, my focus is elsewhere and remembering them becomes rarer and rarer. I need to love something, that’s the cup that’s left empty. That’s their absence. I need to raise or at least aid living creatures in their development. I want to nurture and protect. That desire in the very bones of my soul. I also need to be around living beings that are constantly curious and engaged in their activities. Little B inspired me all the time in that way.

These are the things I’ve learned from raising these kittens, and letting go. Btw I’m still processing the loss of them, so this is an incomplete entry :) I still don’t analytically understand the nature of attachment. But I want to learn, it’s so freaking interesting.

❤️m

[naked-peet]

Everyone thank my mom for this

[kleefkruid]

SHE FELL

[heyhoneylook]

Everyone please say hello to Sock!

She is very small!!

[radiojamming]

I need all of you to look at my new foster kitten

Thank you for your time.

[sweptawaybyadhd]

Peek-a-boo kitten with mom. Rescue mom and litter in quarantine in beloved daughter’s bathroom. Fostering.

[miss-may-i]

Sorry to announce yet another delay!

Recently I made a post about a delay in story updates due to getting two foster kittens. Those two foster kittens went to the shelter on Friday in search of their forever homes! Normally that clears up my schedule, but while I was at the shelter they asked if I could take in another kitten, and of course I said yes. Meet Alilah!

[justcatposts]

Bunch of leaves blew in during Halloween. We let our foster kittens play with them before sweeping up.

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[everythingseasoning]

I love my foster kittens so much!!

One of them (girl kitten) is always staring at whatever makes a sound ie a crinkly plastic water bottle, and swatting at new things ie a hanging jade phone charm— she’s so freaking curious— it’s inspiring. I watch her exist, innately inquisitive and unapologetically forthright in her adventures. I loveeeee her, no matter if she doesn’t love me back (she dislikes being held and isn’t particularly affectionate). they’re such a source of joy in my life !!! I find myself looking at photos in my phone of her, whenever I’m not with her. Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah my little babbbyyyyy.

I can’t wait to foster again and meet more personalities.

[wolfchanw]

Tiny alien babbehs!

[kleefkruid]

She really has that classic thousand year stare of a momma cat questioning her life decisions down

[wisedreamerreview]

Crazy Cat Lady Doing What Was Best for the Kittens

I just watched the kittens leave. Earlier today I received a message asking if I needed help with the kittens. A friend, had a friend who had fostered kittens in the past and was willing to take this family on to help me and make sure they got all they need. I had to think about that. I used the excuse that I had to talk with my son first. Now, to be fair, I did want to talk with him, and I did.…

[sweptawaybyadhd]

[miss-may-i]

Thought your feed could use some Alilah pics

Not me contemplating foster failing