Hello world! Meet June and her 4 tiny kittens!
This is our story.
On July 8th, Logan and I were on our way downtown to grab dinner.
It is very rare for us both to be off work early on a weeknight so we decided to have a date night out.
On our way we saw a very young cat under a bridge. She ran out in front of our car and it’s a miracle we didn’t hit her.
If you know me you know that I will ALWAYS try to catch a stray cat if I see one. I can remember so many times I brought one home off the side of the road. My dad always jokes about the time I woke him up in the middle of the night dangling a kitten over him saying “please don’t be mad but I couldn’t leave it!” I’m such a sucker for animals… obviously.
So like every other time I hopped out of the car and tried to get this cat out of the bridge… and to my surprise she came right to me. She started purring immediately. Date night was over and now we had to find the owner of this cat. There’s no way she could be this sweet and not belong to someone?!
After days of sharing on Facebook and checking locally no one claimed her so I decided she was mine! What’s ONE more cat right?!
She then became a part of the family. I named her June Bug?
When we first found her she was so so skinny. She looked like she hadn’t ate anything in days. I could see in her eyes she was so thankful to have unlimited food now that she lived with us.
Next step was to head to the vet to make sure she was healthy. He said she looked great and all the feline tests came back negative. But to my surprise one test did come back positive…. she was PREGNANT! What!? How?! She was so skinny and basically a kitten herself! He said that any nutrition she was getting in the streets was going straight to the kittens. That’s why she was so small.
And in an instant I became a grandma!
I’m not going to lie, I was pretty dang excited about the news. Having kittens would be so fun! But I was also very nervous. If something was to go wrong I don’t know how I could handle it. I’m so over emotional.
Well fast forward almost two months to August 25th. June was HUGE and doing so good with pregnancy. I could tell it was definitely almost time for labor.
A few weeks prior I had set up a couple different boxes for her to nest in. I was sure she would want to be in one of them since they were so comfortable. But June really didn’t care much for them though. She just wanted to hangout on the couch and sleep all day. Although once or twice I saw her go into logans closet. I joked with him and said “I bet that’s where she will end up having her kittens”.
So that night around 1 AM her water broke and I went into panic mode. It was actually happening and that moment I started praying for healthy kittens.
Like I suspected she wanted nothing to do with the box I had made her and also didn’t want my two older cats around. I grabbed June and went in logans office, just the two of us. We laid there for hours and hours. It was so crazy because she would not leave my side.
Around 6am I finally started to close my eyes and get some sleep. We had been up all night and I had no idea when she would actually have them. A few minutes later she starting pacing from the bed to the closet. I think she knew I was going to sleep or something because she jumped back up on the bed, meowed at me, and ran back to the closet. Seconds later she did it again but it still didn’t register to me that she wanted me to come with her. The third time she practically YELLED at me and I just went with it and followed her to the closet.
I laid my blanket and pillow on the floor next to her…. Y’all within seconds of me laying down and petting her she grabs my hand and starts PUSHING! If I tried to adjust or move my hand away from her she would stop her labor until I was holding her again. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced in my life. 45 minutes later the first little kitten came out and I could not stop crying! We did it! I called Logan bawling and he came running into the room (he thought something was wrong since I was crying) and the first thing he said was “why are you crying what’s wrong” and all I could say was “it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen” while ugly crying.
It took about 45 minutes of pushing to get her first kitten out. I figured it would be about that time frame for each kitten.. NOPE. not even 10 minutes later she stands up and with one push the next one comes out! By the end of the morning we had 4 healthy kittens and my heart had never been so full.
Momma June and her four kittens are perfectly healthy. They are doing amazing and I am definitely living my dream.
