A trip to the vet

So, we went to the vet a couple of days ago to get the kittens vaccinated against all the dastardly things which like to make cats unwell. Poor Pegs and Percy, they really hated getting in the carrier and Peggy was like a wildcat, scratching everywhere to be forced in. Scratches on throats and arms abounded!

As we arrived, towel over the carrier, the lovely vet called us in - a big bear of a man who was lovely with the cats...except for one thing. He pulled out one cat, said "hello there, you must be Peggy", and I said nope, that's Percy. Mr Vet replied that we needed to reconsider Percy's name as he is a she, and we have two girl kittens! We've decided to keep them with their original names, although, my Grandfather has suggested we rename Perseus to Persephone - and keep the Percy nickname. All sorted!


We've had a few visitors to play with since the girls arrived home, and the change in their personalities is astounding. Peggy went from wolfing down her food to get back into the shadows, to being stroked only when being played with, to snuggling up on A's lap and purring ever so loudly! Percy is a couple of days ahead of Peg, having swiftly appreciated warm bodies and lots of stroking. They'll soon be ready to be let into the whole house, as they're getting used to regular meals as we feed them according to our work schedule.  Then - training for the harness awaits!

and finally this - the first time the girls snuggled up to us