...growing like them anyway......
Wee baby kittens (top cage) and their Mom, Butterfly (bottom cage) ready for the commute.
So back a few months ago, the kittens got too squirmy and big to carry to the breezeway at night in their box. For safety reasons I then rummaged around and found this old hamster cage. It has a top loading entrance so it was easier to stuff kittens in and keep them in. Although my sister doesn't remember it, she gave me this cage probably better than twenty years ago. I've used it temporarily for allot of things over the years---chicks, orphan birds, catching wild kittens---and now it's a PTU. (Prisoner Transport Unit as Tina calls 'em).
Wee baby kittens, not so wee anymore, but still with room to wiggle.
Now we have a problem. Six little kitties just keep growing, and growing, and it gets harder and harder to fit them all in there in the morning. They are stoic about it though, scrunching and slithering in as encourage them. Lest you feel too sorry for them, they are only in the cage about three minutes as I tote them to their playpen in the garage every morning. At night they charge to the yard on their own, so no need of a PTU.
Solution is on the horizon though--as soon as I get the trailer cleaned and ready, the playpen will be moved into the yard. Then I'll attach it to the trailer and no more kitty commute! The little hamster cage will once more retire, awaiting future assignments--that is if the bottom doesn't fall out of it in the meantime.Nothing wee about this bunch anymore! Their long suffering expressions are priceless. Clockwise, starting with Trinity the calico, Tempe (Torti), Gabe (O/W), Noah (Orange), Verity (Black--and she WILL grow to her nose someday...) and lastly Chaco (Black)
(if it looks like Noah is a giant next to his siblings, well, he is...he eats all the time.)