I’ve received repeated posts to include photos and videos of Jujuba with the older kitties, especially Gypsy Rose. One person has even threatened a hunger strike should I not produce such! Here is my letter …
Dear Gypsy Rose Fan,
I hope you will not get too hungry. 😀
It’s important to understand cats… if that’s possible. I know they can be silly creatures. Gypsy Rose, along with all of the other cats, are in the phase of hissing at the little kitten whose been guarded by her ferocious mommy (Sequoia) for the past five weeks. They see the little fluff ball and get scared because mommy is always near-by ready to pounce. Gypsy Rose used to love all kittens when HER mommy was Queen at Mythicbells and Gypsy Rose was allowed to crawl into the nest with her younger brothers and sisters and help tend them, but when Tiny Bear retired and Sahara took over as Queen, that all changed. At first Gypsy Rose tried to continue her nanny duties under the new Queen’s rule, but was often attacked and growled at. So now when she sees a kitten, she remembers that and she hisses and growls and is no longer the sweet natured nanny towards them. She has, in fact, formally tendered her resignation as Super Nanny. As you know, she is simply irreplaceable, so management has not bothered to interview new applicants.
As Jujuba gets older and the other kitties get used to seeing her out and about without her mommy hovering near-by in attack mode, they will tolerate her better. A few might even play with her a bit, but I wouldn’t expect too much. You can imagine the bravery of this tiny tyke as she ventures forth. A few days ago, she found herself at the far end of the hallway from nursery, mommy, and the safety of the kitten hole with Gypsy Rose and Kalahari laying in the hall directly in her way. I can only guess at what this must have looked like to little Jujuba as she decided to run the gauntlet with those two behemoths across her path. She started her little toddle down the hall — slowly — carefully skirting each enormous, hissing monster as she went. She slipped around Gypsy Rose, then dashed through the kitten hole. The behemoths didn’t move. They won’t hurt her, but how daunting they must be, looming over tiny Jujuba, hissing like rattle snakes.
Here’s a couple of photos taken during Gypsy Rose’s reign as Supper Nanny:
Below is a gallery of Gypsy Rose through the years. She was born in Mythicbells’ very first litter on Halloween, 2005. I kept her hoping she would have kittens, but after 3 years of trying, I decided to have her spade rather than risk infections that un-spade, un-bred queens are subject to. You can certainly see why she is a favorite of everyone.