Her first kitten…

A 13-year-old girl who loves animals and wants to be a veterinarian is going to adopt her first companion animal, a kitten—or kittens, if she has her way. How many of us got our start with companion animals just like that, pre-teens or young teenagers who loved animals and wanted to be veterinarians, and our parents appeased us by adopting a shelter animal?

And are you one of the many who was given a kitten or a puppy as a gift in childhood? If you’re anything like me, that animal made all animals a permanent part of your life.

Allia Zobel Nolan and Amy D. Shojai
Allia Zobel Nolan and Amy D. Shojai sign books at the conference/cat show author's panel

I recently attended the Cat Writer’s Association annual conference, this year held in White Plains, NY. I’ll have a good bit to say about that later, but the real fun was riding the train from Pittsburgh to New York City, then navigating the subway to the Metro to White Plains.

I rarely travel, and one of the things I look forward to is meeting new people and seeing new things all the way, on this trip from the time I left the house in the pre-dawn darkness to catch the train until the time I arrived back home late at night four days later to greet my startled cats who were apparently looking for me the entire time.

Penn Station, New York City
Penn Station, New York City

On my way back, as the train was leaving Penn Station in New York City, I overheard a conversation between one of two young girls seated behind me and an older woman across the aisle from them. It was just part of the buzz around me as we all settled in until I heard the word “kitten”, and after nearly four days immersed in conference activities with 140 or more other attendees and speakers all on the topic of cats, yes, my ears pricked up and swiveled around as much as a human’s can do.

In a minute or two I confirmed that a kitten adoption was planned over the coming week. Much as I like to meet new people and converse among the seats, I also prefer to give people their privacy when they are in a conversation amongst themselves, but I couldn’t resist.

I slid toward the end of the seat next to me, leaned back a little and caught the eye of the woman who was apparently the mother who had planned this. She smiled at me so I felt it safe to enter the conversation.

Lucy With Rug 1
Lucy with Rug 1

“Is someone adopting a kitten?” I asked.

“Yes,” said Mom, “my daughter loves animals and wants to be a veterinarian, and I’m moving to a place where we can have a cat for her. She’s never had a pet, and she’s so excited!”

13-year-old girls are way too cool to show excitement. When I looked around my seat to the one behind me, she glanced up from her computer game, just moved her eyelids and nothing else, and nodded. I smiled.

Lucy With Rug 2
Lucy With Rug 2

“I probably wouldn’t interrupt your conversation, but…” I briefly described the conference and my reason for eavesdropping on their conversation, making myself out to be a professional on the subject of cats instead of just the crazy cat lady who was crocheting a hat in the seat ahead of them, which was also true.

Mom was glad to have someone to ask questions. I was glad to share the enthusiasm I was carrying home from the conference and the information I’d learned over the past 40 years of living with cats. Teenage daughter played her computer game but listened, I could tell.

I asked for the details of how they were adopting and when, how old the kitten was, if they had things ready and what their daily schedule was like to see what information I could offer them, and answering Mom’s questions.

Lucy With Rug 3
Lucy With Rug 3

As it turned out, the kitten was one of a litter taken in to a shelter in Harrisburg. They had visited the shelter weeks ago and met this kitten and others and decided on this one and possibly a sibling, but had to wait until they had most of their vaccinations and been spayed or neutered. The kitten would be eight to ten weeks at going home, just at the beginning of that growth spurt and ready to raise ruckus as young kittens are programmed to do.

I told them that kittens at that age had a lot of energy and no common sense, and so they had to plan for the kitten to be very playful, but also likely to get into trouble without intending by climbing into or onto places that might be dangerous, scratching things it shouldn’t, and even playing rough with the humans.

kittens wrestling on the floor
Wrestling Match

And, since the kitten would be home alone all day and even overnight later I told them that two kittens would be a better idea since the kittens would keep each other company during the day, beating each other up instead of getting into trouble while alone.

Mewsette and Jelly Bean are "In"
Mewsette and Jelly Bean are "In"

“Kittens are often misinterpreted as being ‘bad’ and sent back to the shelter because people don’t understand that during those brief weeks of development from toddler to teenager in human terms, they have to play hard to build muscles and coordination, to explore to develop their senses,” I said, or some variation on that. Kittens develop very quickly, and by sixteen weeks can be completely independent and even sexually mature—all this learning has to happen before that, even if they’ll never use it to kill live prey, defend themselves or mate or give birth.

A good bit of discipline, then, depends on understanding what the kittens are doing, and if necessary redirecting the energy into something more appropriate. I could imagine two little kittens ripping through the house they were describing.

“Little, little kittens can climb into places where you might not even fit your hand,” I said, “so check for everything they can get in to, because they will. And don’t be afraid to confine them to one room for portions of the day, while you are away or while you are eating or cooking,” I continued.

Thinking of the teenager who I knew was listening and might be one of the few to actually go on and graduate as a veterinarian, I explained that all cats scratch things because they leave their scent from scent glands in their paws, they groom their claws, removing old layers of cuticle, and they stretch full-length and exercise their muscles. Just figure they’re going to scratch things, give them things to scratch that they like, put them where they’ll use them and usually they’ll just gravitate to what you’ve provided because it’s so convenient and not bother with anything else.

Mewsette on Scratcher
Mewsette on Scratcher

“I’ve used a lot of the cardboard scratchers that just sit around on the floor because the cats and kittens can step right up onto them and they immediately start to scratch,” I said, adding that having at least one in every room is probably what saved my furniture along with a regular carpeted scratching post and a cat tree I’d gathered over the years. “They like rough surfaces—think tree bark,” I added.

“Remember that they think you are big cats, too, and they are going to try to play with you as if you really are just another cat,” I continued. “Don’t fall for it. Touching them is for affection, not wrestling. Never play with them directly with your hand or they’ll think your hand is one of their toys. If they want to wrestle, grab a plush toy and let them tackle that. Teach the little boys (her two young sons) to drag the sturdy string toys around for the kittens to chase, it’ll be a lot more fun for the boys anyway.”

Make sure the litterbox is convenient, on the same floor and only one or two rooms away at any given time. Once kittens are littertrained it’s usually permanent, but if they have to go and can’t find the box quickly, they’ll find the next best thing, usually a spot that’s inconvenient to you.

Make sure food and water are always available, too. Kittens need a high-protein diet because of their rate of growth, and unless they are somehow ill they will eat and drink as much as they need to as long as it’s available. But keep the litterbox and the food bowl in separate rooms, if possible, or at least far enough away that the two won’t mix.

I know I offered many more little points in the guise of anecdotes and stories from my own and others’ experience, but finally it seemed as if they had all the information they could hold for one session. I asked the daughter if she had any ideas for names. She said she had lots of ideas but didn’t divulge any, meaning she probably thought I wouldn’t know who or what she was talking about, which was highly likely.

Giuseppe in the sink
This fits me just fine.

She and her friend got up and went to the dining car, and I had the opportunity to say to her mom what I had just been thinking: “Just think of all the years of her life these cats will see, through her teenage years and high school, she might go off to school and leave the cat with you, but the cat will be there for her when she comes home to visit, or she may take them with her when she gets her own place, and she could be into her 30s before she loses them.”

“Wow,” said her mother, “that’s right, cats live a long time and she could be married with her own children by that time.”

Her daughter returned and she pointed this out to her, to little response, but again the glance and the nod. She had to be cool in front of her friend.

Mom had to take a call from her office, even though it was Sunday, and there the conversation ended until they left the train at Harrisburg, halfway to my destination, when we said goodbye and good luck.

I was left thinking about all the years I’d spent with cats, from Bootsie, my first cat, to those who are with me now, I’ve measured eras in cat lives. I enjoyed the thought of a responsible adult and a caring young woman adopting two shelter kittens, and hoped it brought many happy endings for the people and for those cats, and for other animals each of those children would encounter or adopt later in life, and even for other people as we know that children learn important interpersonal lessons from animals.

kittens bathing each other
Mewsette bathes Giuseppe.

And what a joy for the opportunity to share the knowledge I’d both observed and intentionally learned over the years, both the happy and the sad events and memories, and hopefully we would all benefit from that. Wasn’t that why I’d just spent four days immersed in cats, so that through my writing and art I could help to make life better for cats and the people who love them, and all animals in general?

It was the perfect end to the conference for me as I planned out at least two books and several articles I’d presented to the editors and publishers I’d met, and the artwork I’d do in the near future.

And as I build the content for this blog, I’ll think of them as members of my audience.

Speaking of this blog, I’m glad I got over trying to move to another host, at least for now. I missed writing and people have been visiting the same articles for the past few weeks!

In addition to links to articles and local notices of events I’ll also be writing an update on Fromage, who is apparently a favorite of many who read this blog as well as her forever person. Fromage is in that eight-to-sixteen week growth spurt and is busy raising all kinds of stuff in her new home, all in the service of growing up, and I can’t wait to see her again.

I’ll also be sharing a memory of that first cat, Bootsie and the circumstances around her adoption.

But for now, I’ll still think of the household with one or two new kittens, whichever they decided, and picture the girl with her tabby and the little boys running around with strings for the kittens to chase. It’s a very happy thought.

(I’ve included photos Lucy and The Fantastic Four as kittens.)

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Bernadette

From health and welfare to rescue and adoption stories, advocacy and art, The Creative Cat offers both visual and verbal education and entertainment about cats for people who love cats. From catchy and creative headlines to factual articles and fictional stories, The Creative Cat provides constant entertainment and important information to people who love cats, pets and animals of all species.

4 thoughts on “Her first kitten…

  • December 18, 2009 at 4:32 pm
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    Amy, thanks so much for reading! One of these days it wil all coalesce. I also hope people will be interested in learning more about Cat Writers and author members, too.

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  • December 18, 2009 at 4:05 pm
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    Love the blog–and the picture of the signing looks great. You’ve got terrific info and I hope more would-be kitten owners read it.

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  • December 16, 2009 at 10:42 am
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    Allia~thanks for visiting! the topics are never-ending, but soon I’ll be featuring service dogs in Afghanistan and back yard bird feeding, but not before I mention you and your books! I meant to send you and Amy those photos and completely forgot. They’ll be on their way.

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  • December 16, 2009 at 10:35 am
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    Yo, B…blog looks good…great carry over…break a paw….Hey, when you get a chance, can you shoot me the photos you took of me at the Cat Show, so I can put them on my blog? Thanks a gazillion…love the photos…..

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