When I went to the other house to see all my cats, I noticed Addy had had her kittens. She had five kittens. She had two yellow-colored kittens. There are two gray and white striped kittens. She had one gray tabby kitten. She was a cat that I thought was spayed when I got her. Miracles never cease. Peter, my black and white long-haired cat, is the Father of the five kittens. He was born on my farm.
Addy was purring away as her new family was nursing her. One gray and white striped kitten had entered another heated cat bed. I moved him back with the rest of the family. My cat Russ was sticking his head out of a wild cat bed, watching Addy and her kittens. Cali did not like the attention I was giving Addy and her kittens. She walked by Addy and hissed at her and her kittens. Lorenzo looked at them in total amazement. Bella and Snowflake looked at them as they were walking by.
I have not had a dark yellow or red tabby kitten born on my farm for many years. It proves that those genes get handed down again eventually. I have not had a cream-colored kitten born on my farm for at least fifteen years. The cream-colored gene got passed down again, also. None of the kittens look like their parents. All of the kittens look like Peter’s ancestors. All the kittens are domestic short hair mixed with Siamese, Persian, and Himalayan.
I will eventually give some of Addy’s kittens to good homes. I will wait until they are at least 12 weeks old before I give them away. Her kittens are very healthy and content with their wonderful caring,g first-time Mother. I can tell that Addy dearly loves her new family.
