Caveat Lector

Mouser spent last night snuggling up alternately to David and me in bed. It’s utterly astonishing how many BTUs a bitsy scrawny gray kitten can put out. It’s also utterly astonishing that a bitsy scrawny gray kitten who wouldn’t let us anywhere near her last Friday is a total cuddlebug by Tuesday. I told her not to get used to being my necklace, because that’s a limited-time-only endeavor. She can m0wz0r my arm as much as she wants, however.

The vet got back to us this morning with the welcome news that Mouser tested negative for feline leukemia, which could have prevented us keeping her because we wouldn’t want it spread to the Goths. We also gave Mouser a dose of selamectin today, which should do for her earmites as well as anything else parasitic she’s carrying around. If she gets a clean bill of health when she goes back to the vet in late September, we’ll be able to introduce her to the Goths.

We’ve found her a string to play with (supervised, of course; we know that kittens eat things they shouldn’t), a toy ball as big as her head, and a couple other toys, but Mouser thinks that Buffle the MacBook is the greatest toy ever. She loves watching the pointer move around the screen, and the Dock magnification effect was clearly created purely for the amusement of kittens. Oh, well, at least it demonstrates that her visual acuity is just fine.

As a fringe benefit… while I was watching Mouser on the back porch last Saturday, I saw a veritable hummingbird at one of our flower-vines. We unearthed and filled the hummer feeder, and it has already been found. So you see, it is good to rescue small kittens, because they come with bonus hummingbirds!