Minnie and Lucky

You may recall me mentioning that we were going to adopt a feral queen following the death of Ptolemy. Well, there was a complication; she was pregnant. We really could not take on more kittens. We hoped that she would have them somewhere and we could have her spayed at a later stage. That didn’t work out too well as she decided to have them in our house – quelle surprise. Unfortunately for her, the birth was extremely difficult as the first kitten had expired and was severely deformed. Consequently of the five kittens born only the last, a little silver grey tom, was born alive. Given that, we’ve dubbed him “Lucky” – and he is. Now two weeks old, he and mother are doing fine. We’ve had Minnie chipped and rabies jabbed ready for the journey to the UK. Unfortunately, Lucky simply cannot come with us as we have to wait for six months following a successful blood test and kittens cannot have the inoculation until they are six months old. We’ve spoken to the mayor and hopefully, Lucky will find a new home in the next few weeks.

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Update: A more recent image taken at two weeks.