celebrating

We’ve been having a bit of a celebration this evening because Coco has found her new home.  A really lovely couple came to meet her last night, and she’s going off to live with them tomorrow.  All rehomings are wonderful but I’m particularly delighted for this little one.  She’s had such a rough start in life. 

In foster care she’s been the best of cats and the worst.  Somewhere along the line she seemed to lose the plot with her litter tray.  Eating like crazy so her little body could feed her hungry little ones, and poohing like crazy too.  Seems like her head and her hormones were all over the place and the litter tray was just one thing too much to worry about.  Now she’s been speyed, and her kits have gone off to their new homes and things are settling down, its all come back in control.  Thank goodness.

She’s been an adorable little love too.  I’m sure she’s had an important and lasting effect on Rosie’s kits.

Rosie, in her own difficulties and for her own reasons, was a grouchy mum who growled at her little ones and swiped at them when they ran up to her for a cuddle.  Coco calmy took them on board as well as her own.  She’s sat with them, snuggled up with them, licked and cuddled them.  Rosie has been living it up in her new home for several weeks now but Coco has still been mothering her little ones.  I’ve mentioned before how little Rabbit snook in for a feed whilst Coco was feeding her kits.  I thought the breast feeding was over a long time ago, Rosie’s kits are almost as big as Coco – but this afternoon I saw her snuggled up with all 4 of them sucking on her.   Perhaps its her way of saying goodbye.

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