Autumn is my favorite time of year on at Safe Haven Farm. The weather gets cooler, the colors of fall start showing, and it’s more and more common to find pumpkin-flavored stuff everywhere you look. But this autumn, we get a special treat. Our cat, Amelia Pond, had kittens! Seven of them!
For names, well, I have this thing about naming kittens (and pets in general) after the characters in shows that I’m currently watching. I’ve always loved combining fandoms (I don’t talk about it often, but if you pop over to FanFiction.net and search for Amos Whirly, you might find a couple of really awful stories I wrote years ago), and there’s just something fun about being able to refer to a pet by the name of a beloved character.
So what show am I currently watching? NCIS. Yeah, I’m behind the times. I know it’s been on forever, but it just recently became available on Netflix. So on lunch breaks from writing/editing and after dinner, I’ve been catching up on the episodes.
Honestly? Best show ever. I never thought I’d get into a crime drama, but wow. If you were holding out on watching it because it was popular, don’t. Go watch it now.
So it was fortuitous that Amelia Pond had seven kittens. Just enough to name each of them for a main character off the show. We were watching season 9 when the kittens were born, so those are the names we picked. What’s doubly funny, though, is that the kittens themselves are pretty much displaying similar personalities to their namesakes.
I don’t have great photos of all of them yet. Those are forthcoming. And the day I was out with my camera, some of them had goop in their eyes, which is a virus every cat out here catches and usually gets over within a week or so (they’re mostly clear today). But here’s a quick introduction, with the promise of more to come.
Biggest kitten in the bunch had to be named Jethro, of course. He’s really calm and curious and likes poking his nose around in everybody else’s business. He’s definitely fuzzier than his namesake, though. That’s for sure.
There are four ginger cats, two short hair and two long hair. The smallest short-hair kitten we named Ducky, and he’s really chill and laid back. Doesn’t freak out about a lot of things. The next smallest, another short hair, we named McGee, although I have a sneaking suspicion we may nickname him Elf Lord just because.
The two long-hair gingers? They’re hilarious. The girl is really jumpy and tends to be temperamental about everything, so we named her Ziva. The boy is an absolutely adorable ball of fluff that loves to play and has more curiosity than the rest of the litter combined. So, yes, he’s DiNozzo.
There’s another poofy beige kitten who’s fairly standoffish and really, really clumsy. So that’s Palmer. And last, but certainly not least, is this crazy black girl kitten who bounces everywhere, rubs on everything, and crawls over all her brothers and sisters. Take one guess what her name is, NCIS fans.
Yes. Abbs or Abby. She’s just loony.
They’re all cute and furry and tons of fun, which is such a blessing because we didn’t get to play with them much when they were just born. Normally if you don’t get them when they’re super young, they grow up pretty wild out here. But Amelia Pond brought them up to the house when she was ready.
Poor Amelia. That’s a lot of kittens. But she’s doing a great job, as any proper companion of the Doctor should. 😉
No, I’m not a crazy cat lady. I promise. But with this much cuteness around, can you blame me?