As soon as the sun went down and I turned out the lights, the kittens started screaming. I was halfway down the hall when it started, and fearing the worst I ran back into the room to find out what happened. I turned on the light, the screaming stopped! I didn’t see anything amiss, they were still just cuddled together inside of the open carrier, so, on a hunch, I turned the light off and shut the door- they screamed like they were being tortured.

Three night-lights later, they were all settled in and quiet. Because of being stuffed into that heavy gunny sack, they are afraid of the dark. The only other time we have encountered this is with Dunkin who was a near drowning victim.

After we got the call to rescue her, Dunkin would forever be afraid of the dark, and would also always want some sort of heat around her. We figured it was because the lake water was so cold when this happened to her. We kept her until she passed from cancer at age 12.

So these kittens are showing the same type of fear of the dark. Good thing the bedroom walls are now painted bright white!

Patt thank you for the goodies! The kittens will love the food and I am sure that Kota will make short work of your treats!