A Manx Kitten
By Lynn, on October 6th, 2008
Yes, it should not be, but we have another litter of these on the front porch.
There were three kittens to start with, but one solid gray one has died already. We suspected that the father of the kittens was a large manx that runs around the neighborhood. He is quite afraid and will not come close to the house if we are outside. This litter confirmed our suspicions that he was the father, as one cat has been born with the obvious trait of being tailless. It is not totally tailless, which is good for it since more problems can occur if there’s absolutely no tail at all. The tail is just a little stub.
Between my neighbor and myself, we have decided that I will just take ownership of the cat and take over her vet care as well. She’ll be going to get spayed as soon as this litter has weaned.  In the meantime, we are enjoying the experience of seeing kittens born and raised.
Lynn
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About Lynn
I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.
I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.
For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool. The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 20
Son, John, 17
Daughter, Michaela, 13
Annie Fatso Beagle
My Symphony
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884
What You Do Sow a thought, reap an action.
Sow an action, reap a habit.
Sow a habit, reap a character.
Sow a character, reap a destiny.
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Oh! Growing up, all of the cats I had were Manx. When I got married, dh thought it was a little weird, so now our kitty has a tail–there was a time when that was weird to me! : )
Jen in OK from FIAR
How sweet. We acquired two kittens at five weeks old. They are now roughly 9 weeks. Their mother had been killed. Both, Bella and Cupcake, are fitting in quit well. Have fun enjoying the miracle. hugs, Ellen
too sweet….
I miss having a cat…
I just somehow knew you would be taking in this mama cat and her kittens.
Patricia