Yesterday was the one week mark for the “K” litter. In the past week they’ve been through a lot and have come through with good grace and ultimate cuteness. Initially I was quite worried about the one now known as Kemo Sabe. She had not gained any weight for the first two days, so I helped things along just a bit and she, along with her three sisters, are all doing very well. Yes, I know. GENDERS!! I’m pretty sure that they are ALL female and poor little Kemo Sabe and Kumquat had no need to swap names. But no more name changes. Until further notice we have four little girls: Kabuki-san, Kumquat, Kemo Sabe, and Kettle.
A little history behind a couple of the names. The gorgeous little silver tabby in my very first litter (Gypsy Rose’s brother) I called Kemo Sabe. This was before I did ‘milk’ names so it was never revealed to anyone. I’ve wanted to use the name ever since — who would have thought I’d have an all female litter for the “K”s!!? I ALMOST hung it on Kalahari. Maybe it’s fateful coincidence that Kalahari gets a premo “K” name despite my not going with “Kemo Sabe?” I don’t know. Actually he has a double “K” name: Mythicbells Kalahari Falcon Khamsin. The other “K” milk name with a small history is “Kettle,” who was the name of a character in one of my favorite fantasy trilogies by Robin Hobb.
Their eyes are just beginning to open and it looks as if they will have Sahara’s trade-mark in huge eyes. Second only to Sirocco. Today they got their little claws clipped and while I did that I tried to get snap shots of each kitten. As far as “are they all spoken for?” I think we can assume that they are. I’ve worked my way through about a third of the list and have verbal commitments on three so far. They aren’t even a week old yet, so things can change, but I don’t think finding them wonderful homes it in any doubt.