Monday, December 31, 2012

2012 Year In Review

Weekend Update:  While we were away, Mother Jefferson found her forever home!!!  She was adopted from the cat condos at Petco on Sunday afternoon.  I'll share any details that I get as soon as I have them.  And now to your regularly scheduled blog post...

Teeny Tiny Tabby Town opened its doors to our first fosters in May 2012. Since Memorial Day weekend, 28 foster cats and kittens have made our front room their home. As 2012 comes to a close, we celebrate and remember the fabulous fuzzy friends that we made this year.


Pretty Penny moved in over Memorial Day weekend after being rescued from a shelter in northern Michigan. We waited and waited for a litter of kittens that never arrived. Turns our girl is not only gorgeous, but brilliant too... the shelter staff believing that she was pregnant saved her life and brought her to us.

Penny (aka Penelope Jean the Calico Queen)

The Washington Family

Porter, Henry, and Eloise Washington arrived in Teeny Tiny Tabby Town on July 2nd. A litter made up of a match of singletons between eight and ten weeks old, they were fighting fleas, upper respiratory, and (sigh) ringworm for several weeks after their arrival.

Porter (aka Porkchop)

Henry (aka Hank)

Eloise (aka The Wheeze)

A fourth Washington joined us in August...

Ben (aka Benny)

Short Timers

Before the Washingtons left us, we had a couple very short timers grace us with their presence as they waited for room to open up in the Petco cat condos.

Bubby (aka Sebastian or Baz)

Clyde (aka Clydie-Hidey-O)

The Adams Family (snap snap)

In August, our rescue brought a litter of 13 kittens and their mama out of the county shelter. Dubbed "The Macomb 13", they lived together as a group for the first few weeks but illness necessitated them being split up for optimal care.  In total, 10 of the 13 kittens eventually called Teeny Tiny Tabby Town home. The first five were dubbed the Adams family.

Our teeny tiny messes were just learning to eat on their own when they arrived. When food crust was added to the snot of upper respiratory and spit-out medication, they were quite a crusty sight. (Above: Malibu, Hudson, and Cruz)

Bentley (aka Boopley)

Hudson (aka Huddy Buddy)

Malibu (aka Little Mally Boo Boo)

Shelby (aka Shell Bell)

Cruz (aka Cruzie Woozie)

After leaving us for Petco, Cruzie ended up in another couple foster homes due to illness.  We're ever so happy that he's back with us, but can someone please explain to me how this gorgeous hunk of man-kitten has not been adopted yet?? 

The Jeffersons

A gorgeous tortoiseshell mama cat moved in to our upstairs bathroom with her five newborn kittens... only 3 days old when they arrived.  (Can you believe I can identify each of the babies in this photo??  From left to right: Florence, Lionel, Clay, Willie Rae, Roxie)

Mother Jefferson (aka Mama)

Clay (aka Clayton the Bitey Little Brat)

Roxie (aka Rocks-em-Socks-em)

Florence (aka Flo-Flo-a-Go-Go)

Lionel (aka Leapin' Lionel)

Willie Rae (aka Sillie Rae or Rae-bird)

After doing her best to avoid adoption hours (complete with a swan dive off the banister all the way from the second floor) and rebuffing potential forever families, we finally figured out that Willie Rae had already picked her family... ours. Now, we call her Ruby. Little Miss Ruby went from being totally uninterested in people to becoming a total lap cat... purring non stop and demanding attention morning, noon, and night. I couldn't imagine not having her here.

The Sisters Washington

I started off by referring to our two tabby girls who arrived along with Henry on his return trip to Teeny Tiny Tabby Town as his cousins. But as we checked the paperwork, it appeared that they might be more closely related... as in sisters. They look alike and talk alike (at times they even walk alike), what a beautiful pair. They were scheduled to be here for just a couple weeks, but due to upper respiratory illnesses here and at Petco, they ended up staying quite a while longer.

Tika (aka Tika-Chu, I Choose You!)

Abby (aka Abra Cadabra)

Abby will be with us for a while longer. We've learned that part of her health problems involve the inner eyelids of her right eye being fused together, which make it difficult to drain tears and promotes the upper respiratory that she has trouble shaking. She will have surgery shortly after New Year's to separate them and we anticipate she will recover in the front room after the boys move out.

The Quincy-Adams Quints

A second group of five from "The Macomb 13" moved in to Teeny Tiny Tabby Town in November.  Five boys, all handsome but nothing alike, stormed the front room.

Cooper (aka Cooper the Super Pooper Trooper)

I-ROC (aka Rocky)

Woodward (aka Woody)

Peeps McQueen (aka Peepster)

Lincoln (aka Linky Dink and Stinkin' Lincoln

The Quincy-Adams Christmas Cousins

Two amazingly gorgeous babies were dropped off by their feral mama on the back porch of a friend to our rescue. After being fostered elsewhere for a few weeks, they moved in with us (and the Quincy-Adams boys).

Comet (aka Kramer)

Vixen (aka Vick)

Where We Stand Today...

Teeny Tiny Tabby Town currently has a foster population of 3 (Lincoln, Cruz, and Abby). The boys are still here. Nothing that's bad news, they just need to finish up their Clavamox and sniffles from last week.

But I've said it before and I'll say it again... What's the matter with people that these boys are still here??????  I imagine they won't be here for long. In the meantime, we'll ring in 2013 with resolutions to find homes for all of them. Wonder how many more there will be next year?

More Updates: And they won't be here for long (See what I get for writing this blog ahead of time???) The boys' presence has been requested for a meet and greet. If they are not adopted sometime this week, they have been cordially invited to move into the condos at Petco. While I will miss them dreadfully, it is their turn and anything that helps facilitate their adoption should not be fought against. So, this week we spoil them ridiculously and enjoy every minute with them.  As a further consequence of the boys moving on, I have been given the go-ahead to schedule Abby's surgery since their room can be used as the infirmary once it's empty.


  1. Have a Happy New Year Kelly (and family)! You have had a gorgeous bunch of kittens grace your house and these pages this year. You have given me lots of virtual love from beyond from all these kitties at a time when I was going through a lot of family crap. I'm glad you stuck with it through the hard times too. Here's to a better (read easier) year for all of us.

    1. That's what I love about this internet community... we're all here for each other and support each other even though we've never met. I hope you know I'm here if you ever need something other than cute kittens too.

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    1. And that's just since Memorial Day. I was told this afternoon that I need to go to the shelter and help pick my next ones. So we're starting off with a bang.

  3. We love looking back - isn't it amazing how tiny they all are when we get them??? MOL Good luck to the boys....we know their families are out there. purrs to a joyous 2013

    1. My fosters are all so big right now. I won't know what to do with myself when kitten season starts again.

  4. Many thanks for a wonderful round-up. Young Porter was the first of your charges to make away with my heart, but there have been a slew of others since his day. Thanks for taking care of these creatures and for sharing your home with us. Oh, and congratulations to Mama Jefferson and best of luck to those handsome boys and to beautiful Abby: may she come through her surgery swimmingly! Happy New Year to all!

  5. This was awesome, and I have stolen the idea for my post tomorrow. :) (I've been working on it for over two hours now, and I'm not done yet. Good lord!)

    Happy New Year!

    1. Oh sure... show me up with all of your monster numbers of fosters ;-)

  6. A long time ago I rescued a kitten from the business center of the village I lived in. My parents made me try to give her away, but she was a little brat in her new home and I had to take her back. As I was holding her then, she was making a face at the woman who took her. I had her for 17 years. As a Siamese in camouflage Tabby stripes, she was very attached to me.