My neighbor and I rescued a litter of kittens from a nasty shed behind New Hampshire Street before Thanksgiving. I have been taking care of them since then, spending a lot of time with them to socialize them so they can be good pets. It has been so fun to have them in my house, but since I already have a dog and an enormous cat, I can’t keep them. They are completely litter-box trained, eating wet and dry food, absolutely lovable, and ready to be adopted in the next week or so. Would love to find them good homes in the neighborhood, so please contact me if you are interested.
In the box are Chico Tuxedo and Celebration, both males, and rolling around on the floor are Sierra Nevada (the only girl), Torpedo, and Hefeweizen. Torpedo is the largest of the litter and the daredevil, and the first one to learn to appreciate ear rubs.
Celebration is the smallest and sweetest—no words to describe how adorable this one is. He’s the one that loves his human best, always wanting to be near me even if there’s no food involved.
Sierra Nevada is the most confident and adventurous, the one who leads the litter into a new room and won’t run back to the box when the washing machine starts a new cycle.
Chico Tuxedo, named after the home of the Sierra Nevada brewery and his black and white outfit, is starting to come out of his shell but is the most reserved of the five.
And finally, Hefeweizen—the other little one—is truly the baby of the batch, with a big round head and gigantic mischievous eyes, but he can hold his own with the big guys.
Please email [email protected] if interested.