Kitten Ready

Tomorrow is the big day. We’re supposed to pick up the kittens at 9:00AM in Shirlington. They made their long journey up from Georgia (today maybe?), and they’ll spend the night at Lucky Dog Rescue in DC before joining our family tomorrow. I’ve talked to the kids about how we need to be very quiet and gentle with them; I’m sure they’ll be a little shell-shocked after their journey.

I didn’t sleep well for a few nights, wondering if we had made a mistake. We’ll be pretty tied down for a while. These little seven-week-old babies can’t be alone for more than a few hours at a time. My bathroom now has two litter boxes and a kitty litter trash can in it. What about my relaxing lavender epsom salt baths? I have a feeling I’ll be getting a little cat litter stuck to my feet from time to time going in and out of the bath, despite our best efforts to keep it clean. What about our upholstered furniture? Will they scratch it? Maybe/probably.

It’s been years since I’ve been woken in the middle of the night by a crying baby, fussing toddler, whining puppy, or a full grown cat with prey in his mouth. What will these little guys do during the night? I hope sleep.

I decided yesterday that it would be okay. We’re pretty tied to the house, anyway, for the next who knows how long, and these kittens will bring so much joy. Plus, these little furballs need a loving home. They’re coming to the right place.