Today we let the kittens out of the bathroom and into the upstairs hallway. We closed all the bedroom doors and let them explore a bit. Pretty soon, our dog and cats came to check out what was going on. -- We decided to take the chance and let the Fabulous Four meet our own cats and hope for the best (regarding potential spreading of illness from the kittens to our cats).
The kittens are not afraid of the dog at all. The dog (Mocie) just looks at the kittens, wags her tails in fascination and "smiles." The Smudge and Emmy (the female cats) are more interested in the dog than are Max and Marvel (the boys). Smudge thinks Mocie is the best and tries to rub on her legs, the way cats do. She also wants to sniff Mocie's muzzle and even has "stood up" on her hind legs to do so! When Mocie-the-dog sat down, Smudge started poking around her belly. Makes us think of the book Are You My Mother by P.D Eastman.
Our cats are still quite wary of the kittens. As we suspected, Bindi, the older, more maternal one, was the first to come visit the kittens. She's not impressed and has hissed at them. -- The kittens, too, have tried to look tough -- and did the whole raised fur, arched back, walking sideways thing. Pretty funny.
In the morning, the stress of the visitors took its toll on our cats and they growled and hissed at each other downstairs, something they have never done. Made me start worrying about the emotional price they are paying for our fostering experience. But, by afternoon, they were snuggled back on the couch together again, so all seems to be well.
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