The Royals Take A Bath...
The Royals, King Lear the Huge, and Little Queen Mab are making progress by huge leaps and bounds. For folks reading for the first time, Lear and Mab were rescues I took in Foster with Great Lakes Bengal Rescue about a year ago. After about nine months, we reluctantly came to the conclusion that they could not be adopted out. Lear is an F2, an early generation Bengal, much closer to the Asian Leopard Cat than a regular (F4 or higher) Bengal.
Early Gen Bengals are only for people who know what they are doing, they have special needs, bond fiercely, and need the exactly perfect home and person, who can understand what they need, and how to handle them. Lear will not tolerate men, or indeed, with a couple exceptions (and getting better) most women other than me.
The Bengals waiting for homes currently in foster care are later generation Bengals, who will make wonderful friends, adding love and excitement to their new friends.
This is, believe it or not, their water dish in my bathroom. Most Bengals LOVE water, and like to drink IN their dishes.
It's hard to see from this exactly how big Lear is. (I know, I called him Luka for a while, but it isn't sticking, sometimes I call them Boy and Girl. Or Babyface. Or Lovie Doll. Go figure) Lear is over 20 pounds, which is large for a Bengal.
I call this one "This can only end badly". I recently remodeled my Bathroom and it being winter, have been taking baths and The Royals, as we call them have been getting really curious. I want to state very clearly now, for the record, if I am found dead and bloody in my bath, it was NOT suicide, but a bad accident, which is bound to happen when one of them falls in.
Until then, it's kind of fun. Yes, there was a handy camera for this, they have been doing it for a few nights now, and OBVIOUSLY I wasn't going to have just anyone come in and shoot us in the bath (that would be an entirely different sort of photo shoot, eh?) so I did bring my camera in, hoping I could get some G-rated bath shots.
Below, Little Queen Mab, hops up for a look. She is a later gen Bengal, and very sweet. We didn't want to split them up tho, as they had been together since they were kittens.
Lear, when he came, was the most worried Kitty I had ever seen. He worried constantly, not that he came out much. He clearly needed a home, a forever home, with someone who understood. He worried about his friend, if he would get enough food, where he was.
Seeing him go from that, to someone (yes, someone, he is THERE) who can trust, and love means so much. I think if I had to look back at this year, I would say deciding to keep the pair of them, and watching them learn to be safe, and feel loved, would have to be perhaps the greatest thing that I did.
I would never recommend having five Bengals. (I have two more later gen downstairs and also a half Leopard who has his own room, another rescue) It's a lot of work. Bengals need time, love, attention, things to do...But if the idea of a little bit of Leopard intrigues you, go and google. Read everything you can. Drop me a note.
And bring a couple home.
Love and The Royals,