We have had little success in getting the kittens more comfortable with us, though we have been able to touch the odd one.
This evening, we resorted to outright bribery.
Wet cat food.
It worked. Kinda.
Beep Beep and her kittens were out, and we started off with a can of paté. They quickly finished it off.
So I brought out a second can of chunks in gravy cat food.
I even found a broiler pan in the old garden shed to put the food on.
Why there was a broiler pan in the garden shed, I have no idea. But I will leave it there to put the cat kibble on, instead of in the dirt, until the kittens start regularly coming around the other side of the house to the food bowls there.
My daughter was able to pet BOTH of Beep Beep’s babies!
Once their bellies were full enough, they were no longer willing to let my daughter pet them. The tuxedo is a little more willing, but it will step back and hiss when touched. The tabby just runs off.
They are getting so big. :-D
We won’t be able to keep this up, since canned cat food is so much more expensive, but I hope we’ll eventually get them associating us humans with good things, and that they will become more socialized.
The Re-Farmer
The Re-Farmer 