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Calliope: An itty-bitty kitty

My night was surprisingly silent. There were no screams of outrage or for help. So far this is the least traumatic introduction of a new cat ever!

Calliope opted to stay downstairs in the living room with the senior ladies. Jazz, who normally hates other cats until she gets to know them, is tolerating little Calliope without the least growl. The little cat wanders between the ladies at will, then back up to her perch on the back of the chair.

Majyk stalks down the stairs, sees Calliope gazing out the window and sneaks up for a quick sniff. I tense. Calliope turns and gives him a regal stare. Seeing them together I realize again just how small this little cat is, she is half his size. Instead of his usual cocky attitude, Majyk slinks back down to the carpet where he watches this new, fascinating feline. Since he is the baby of the family, he hasn’t had another cat invade his space here before.

Callie decides to explore now I am here to back her up. She moves carefully, her bulging tummy throws off her balance. Majyk slinks behind her. He stops two feet away and stretches nonchalantly. In cat speak, he’s telling both her and me that he isn’t a threat. All ears stay up, no warning growls split the air. Is he behaving better because she is preggers, and male cats are fully aware just how chancy it is to mess with a mommy cat? (Human men, take note!)

I go upstairs and she follows. She checks out the comfy bed, sees Willetta curled smugly in a patch of sun and Major Tom in a pile of clean laundry. Then she goes to the studio door and asks to be let in. What a smart girl!

We commune for awhile, she checking out every corner to see if anything has changed. She still doesn’t want to eat, which worries me. She is relaxed and sleepy, this is her safe place obviously. As I pull the door shut behind me, Majyk is perched on the bannister, he can’t stand the mystery!

Because all the cats have had upset tummies, I cut them some fresh cat grass. Majyk barely lets me back in the house before he is chomping away. I always have to schedule a few minutes of grass eating before he goes on the road with me.

Calliope has the same reaction to grass that I have about crab louie. Luckily for her, cat grass is much easier to come by. Mmmmn, crab louis….

Jazzy who has been laying in a dejected heap since yesterday perked up so much as to be kittenish. After she finishes noshing, she pats playfully at the remaining blades. There will be catnip this afternoon.

Oh the suspense!

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Calliope gets some down time when she is in the main part of the house with me while the others are eating and sleeping. She’s feeling more at home every day. Look at that big tummy. I can just start to feel the kittens move.

In spite of having been with me for 16 days and was being fed before that, she is still much too thin. I feed her throughout the day so she can keep it all down, but I can still feel all of her bones. Her little hip bones feel like they are barely covered with skin. Each day I am more aware that if she hadn’t been rescued, she would probably have died. Even being able to eat as much as she wants, it seems all that food is going straight to her kittens. How sad it would be if this loving sweet spirit had been left to her fate.

And on the flip side:

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Never shy about voicing his opinion, Majyk thinks he looks amazing on my new fabric.

I love having multiple cats because watching them interact is fascinating. Majyk who is a rough and ready bratty little brother with the other cats is totally bemused by Calliope. He follows her around with the oddest expression on his face. He never tries to rough house with her like he does with Willetta. Calliope has the same regal stare as my Maine Coon mix . He did try and take a teasing swipe at her, she just sat down and gave him The Look. He tried to look nonchalant as he swaggered away, but you could see she had gotten her point across. Earlier when The Princess got too close to her food bowl, she put up a paw and very calmly pushed Princess away. No hissing, no growling. Princess bowed to her mamahood and withdrew.

Calliope looks like the love child of Major Tom and The Princess.

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The Princess will see you  now.

Calliope Explores

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Are you SURE there isn’t anybody waiting to pounce on me from the other side of this wall?

Outside of an upset tummy, probably just from food changes, Calliope has been healthy and happy. I’ve put Major Tom in with her a lot, and occasionally Willetta. The only kitty I worry about is Majyk. He can be positively rude. But today I let him in the room and they ignored each other. She wanted to explore the house, so, with me as a worry wart escort, we explored. Meaning I just followed her everywhere to make sure there weren’t problems.

 

 

My apartment isn’t big, but on the other hand, Calliope is small. After a brief trip into each room, she settled down on Majyk’s favorite perch, the back of the recliner. She could see all the room from there and peek outside too. She also noticed my two oldest kitties, The Princess and Jazz. I didn’t bother to introduce them first, as they are so familiar with new fur kids they don’t blink an eye.

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Calliope meets Jazz. Neither one cares!

Calliope peered down at Jazz, over at The Princess and obviously decided she had nothing to fear there.

Majyk tromped downstairs, saw her on HIS perch and pretended to ignore her. She watched him, but didn’t look worried, plus she had the higher ground. After he made sure his wasn’t missing out on any treats he left the room.

Keeping a close watch on me, she walked over to where I was sitting. Her path took her across a table filled with slippery papers and my keyboard, and over the top of sleeping Princess. These are forbidden areas to my cats, but she has guest privileges for now.

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I feel at home here!

All is quiet now. Calliope has settled in another forbidden spot, my shelves. Perhaps she thinks my lion bookends will offer shelter. More likely it’s just a good vantage point to keep me and any other cats in sight. I hope it stays this quiet, but with Majyk around, I’m not counting on it!