Are Pets Different From Humans; A Quest that I Needed Answers
If you consider the facts, the life of humans is not that different from that of animals. I realized this truth following the birth of a litter of Maine Coon kittens by my beloved cat Sally several years ago. It is true that with birth comes a bundle, or in this case, bundles of joy and responsibility. After deciding to breed and rear kittens I consulted some of my friends in our local act club and picked a stud male cat from a legitimate breeder of Maine Coons.
After mating, the Sally conceived and delivered a litter of four kittens after two months. I remember the day the kittens were born as one of my happiest days. After the kittens were born, I followed the basic rules and settled them in with their mother as best as I could. However, the real teats of raising four kittens and caring for the mother came later as the kittens started to mature.
A Confident Choice About Raising Maines that I Never Regret
Having been brought up in a family that owned cats, I was a natural cat enthusiast since my childhood. After getting my dream job and settling in my own house, I decided to carry on the family tradition and acquired a pet purebred Maine Coon kitten from a legitimate breeder. I raised the female kitten until maturity without major incidents except the occasional health scare.
Having registered the cat in the local and national cat organization, I participated in local cat events and always yearned to become a breeder. Because I was doing it for the passion and not for the money from selling kittens, I thought I was very much suited to the task. My colleagues in the cat organisations warned me that raising a Maine Coon cat litter was very demanding but I could not relent. After maturity, I introduced Sally to the world of parenting and I found myself trapped in it as well.
The Second Breeding Which Proved that Pets are a Part of Humans
After the kittens were born, I followed the basic routine and settled them well with their mother. I had already acquired a large indoor litter box for the mother and the kittens with wooden pellets to contain the odor and ensure comfort. I also ensured that the mother had enough premium cat food to eat with enough proteins and fats and water in order to sustain her breastfeeding. On the other hand, I started preparing my house in light of the maturing kittens.
I coordinated with the local vet, who conducted regular tests and checks to ensure that the kittens and their mother were in perfect health. I had already cat proofed the house when I was raising Sally and hence I did not need any major preparations. Due to the nutritious breast milk, the kittens grew rapidly and in three months time they were quite huge. The Maine Coons are huge cats and the kittens were gaining almost a half pound every week by this time. During the day, I left what I thought to be enough food for all the cats but I found them crying out in hunger when I returned from work.
After getting home, I had to clean the litters, feed the cats, play with them, train the kittens, and comb their fur twice a week. It was a very demanding task. Additionally, they were very messy and too playful due to their number. After carrying on with this stressful routine for about six months, I approached a fellow cat owner and confided my predicament. After describing the work required to raise the kittens, my colleague remarked that it was like being a second parent.
After discussing the issue further, my friend recommended that I should put up some of the kittens for adoption. Several weeks later, I parted with three of the kittens and remained with the mother and one kitten. Although it was a relief, it felt like losing a child.