Kitten update

Say hello to the three amigos: Bear, Pig and Tiger. Not the most clever of names, but they seem to suit them just fine.


Bear was the first born, is male, black, strong, outgoing, and fat (he must nurse twice as much as the other two). He’s also the only kitten with a normal straight tail.


Tiger was the last born and is the only tabby of the litter. She was prized from the get go, but has not made much progress since birth. She tends to not leave the room, nurses very little and almost always has her head cocked to the side. What is that? I think she was born with some kind of disorder. To be honest I’m not that surprised.


Pig has a curly tail and is the second born. She is also black and quite the explorer.

I do feel guilty about the whole thing. We’re hoping we can get a free spay/neuter from a friend who works with med students at the university. But if not I think we’ll still have it done. Not sure what to do with the kittens. No one is interested in one, as Indonesians tend to not like cats and dogs in the house. And we can’t keep them cause that’s just too much damn cat.

And we sure as hell can’t give any to Seth’s coworkers who will eat them. No. Joke. Boy do we have a video/interview to share with you…


Banksy, our 7 month old kitten, had kittens. I know we’re terrible parents, (grandparents?) but she got out a few times and apparently the stars were aligned. We estimated the conception was mid-January and were really crossing our fingers we’d be here when she went into labor so we could witness it.

Boy were we naive.

You see I came home at 4:00 today to Ellie and our maid in the bathroom. She said Banksy’s water broke and she was meowing a lot. (Side note: Seth and I watched a few cat labors on YouTube to get an idea of what to expect.) I knew we were close, especially since I could see her pant and actually try to push.

After about 20 minutes, she got up and tried to walk around. It was when she crawled between my legs that she BIT my leg as she birthed her first kitten. Two more followed about 10-15 minutes later.

If you’ve never experienced something like this before… Well, I’m not sure I would recommend it. It was fascinating and Ellie was really excited and intrigued. But I don’t think she fully comprehended what was happening, like when the cat ate the afterbirth and… And… Oh it was gross.

Sorry. Birth is beautiful. And gross.

Anyway, I’ll show you some of the non-graphic bunch of the pictures and video I took. The kittens are really cute and Banksy is thankfully very maternal. They’re all passed out now… and to be honest I’m pretty damn exhausted myself just from watching.




Adopting a Pet, Java Style

We don’t have a name for her yet, but we have a few in the running: Figaro (from the cat in Pinocchio, whom she resembles), Polly (because she loves to sit on your shoulder), Arelia (no idea where this is from, but Ellie mentioned it twice), and Java Kitty.

The estimated 4-week old kitten was found under a car on Seth’s way home from picking up Eliana. Litters of kittens are a common sight here as there are a ton of street cats that aren’t spayed or neutered. Some are sweet, most just want nothing to do with you. Rest assured, she was well bathed and dewormed. She’s drinking a cat milk replacement from a bottle and used the litter box the first night.

Luckily, we picked a sweet one. Name suggestions are welcomed!



Update: The newest name idea we’ve come up with is Banksy.
She’s got a little spray paint of white on her nose and she’s from the streets. Genius, right?!