While it may seem to be the depths of winter in Colorado, the girls of LostWoods are looking forward to spring and babies. Well, that is if I would just let them do something about their desire for babies! The chirps, meows, and screams that proclaim, I want a man, NOW! are becoming more demanding and Talia, especially, is becoming more desperate.
Talia is normally quiet and a bit standoffish. That is, shes standoffish at home. Take her to a show and shes a Princess and should be loved and admired by all. Just ask her! But at home, shes perfectly happy to nap on the cat tree, watch the other cats play, snuggle with her babies (and sometimes the other kittens as well), and occasionally visit me for a quick head butt and ear rub at 4 in the morning. She will consent to stand (not sit ever!) on my lap if I comb her for suitable length of time before petting her. But once the combing is done, shes off to observe from a safe distance.
All that changes in the days leading up to Talia going into heat. She becomes more playful, chasing the other cats through the house and ferociously attacking the toy mice. She insists on more than just an ear rub or two early in the morning, head butting me and pushing her head under my hand repeatedly until I pet her. She even goes to Ken for snuggles unheard of the rest of the time. She sleeps on the bed rather than under the bed at night.
Then the talking starts. At first, just a few chirps. Then the meows begin as she roams the house. She talks to everyone, as if asking them if theyve seen someone who could be her boyfriend. Its not really unpleasant she still has a sweet, soft voice and its a change from her usual silent self.
It is this stage that Talia is in now. She hasnt yet begun screaming. But she has begun looking for someone, anyone, to be her boyfriend. She has learned that Zeke is completely incapable of doing anything more than looking at her in bewilderment and licking her head in sympathy. Brasen, who could be counted on to pay attention to her at least some of the time even though he is neutered has gone to live with his new family. Comet might as well be on another planet as over at Aunt Brendas house. And Peanut well, hes right there. In the dining room. In a cage. Calling to her, attesting to his willingness. A smarter cat (Shira, for example) would be sitting by the cage discussing escape plans with Peanut.
But not Talia. No, shes never seen evidence that an escape is possible so shes looking for a more accessible male. And its in this quest that she stoops to a new low three little boys, just 11 weeks old.
Yes, Talia is convinced that one or maybe all of the Little Lion boys could be her boyfriend. She is stalking them, talking, licking, sniffing, head butting, and generally making a pest of herself. The boys first thought this was some weird new game Aunt Talia was playing and would pounce on her or snuggle up to her depending on their mood at the moment. But now, I think theyve decided shes just plain crazy and they have taken to completely ignoring her except at nap time when a good cuddle is always welcome.
For now, Im just laughing at Talia, but soon the loud demands will start and Ill have to exile her to the guest room in order to get some sleep at night. And maybe next time she starts to act extra loving, Ill invite Comet to come visit her.
(Please note that you will see a number of photos of our cats and kittens that I've taken outside in a natural setting. The LostWoods cats do NOT go outside unsupervised! When we do go outside for pictures and occasional adventures, there is always one person and usually two watching them closely. We do have an outside, fully enclosed run to which the older cats are allowed access, but even then we check on them often.)
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