Queens Elsa's First Litter

Due to many requests, I am going to make a sincere effort to keep up on my blog. 

The most popular request by far is to know what the cats are doing.  I am going to turn over the blog post here to Elsa, who can tell you all about it.

Greetings oh great followers of mine, it is I ~ the lovely, and demure Queen Elsa.

  Last we spoke I was pregnant with my first litter of kittens; therefore I shall start by telling you how that experience went.

November 2, 2012

Well, I was minding my own business, when…I started to feel a bit of pain in my abdomen, quite like when the human children pick me up by the belly and squeeze too hard.  Like any wise kitty I tried to hide from the pain.  I jumped up on the bed where humom was lounging around watching t.v.   I tried in vain to get comfortable, causing humom to giggle at me.  I rolled my eyes at her and climbed under the covers and hid by her feet.  It was dark, seemingly safe…then suddenly out of the blue ~ a real pain!  I cried out in alarm, run up the covers and leaped out at the top where humom looked at me quizzically and uttered some sort of soothing words to me…and my first kitten was born, right on humoms tummy.  In an instant, I knew, I knew what should be done.  This was the big day!  I was having my kittens.  Like the true Queen I am, I took great care of my very first kitten.  I did all the things that God has instilled in all great cats to do from day one.  Evidently humom was not crazy about thought of me having the rest of my kittens upon her tummy, so she gently extricated herself out from underneath my newly born kitten and I.  I growled at her in protest. Disturbing my new, precious baby like that!  The nerve! I did settle back down on the bed and fluffy comforter to have more kittens.  Humom looked on proudly as I gave birth to the rest of my litter. Amidst much purring on my part, I gave birth to 4 amazing kittens….all boys!  

I loved them all.  I was very protective of my new babies.  Humom again had the gall to move my precious litter and I.  I will never understand the humom mind; did she not understand that I had chosen the perfect spot to raise my little brood?  She coldly ignored my growling and occasional plaintive meows as she moved us all into our own room.  There we were in a tidy little box, with soft blankets to lie upon, fresh water, and some delicious smelling food nearby.  She completed this unwanted move by providing two clean litter boxes.  I was very grumpy with humom as I used the litter box and ate the warm meat she had put nearby what she had dubbed my “new den”.  Humom was kind enough not to touch my kittens as I kept a wary eye on her whilst I ate.  I didn’t finish all the food in my worry and haste to get back to my wonderful, sleeping babies. 

Humom ~ apparently deciding she had finally been nosey enough, and bothered me enough…left us alone, turning off the lights as she left.  Ahhh, at last, some peace.  The gentle natural light filtering in from the skylight above us lulled and soothed me; soon I was sleeping quietly with my babies cuddled up next to me in that warm little room.

You would THINK that humom would have had the presence of mind to take more photos in order for me to share appropriately with my devoted followers.  But alas, she did not, so this is all you get.  

Now, I must bid you ado as I have other things to attend here in my Catdom.  Look for more posts from me on the kittens growth and mischief coming soon!

Ever yours Queen Elsa