Someone arrived on this blog by Googling "Kitten chews off own whiskers."
Knuckles had only whisker stubs, which just fell out this week. He did have a single whisker, and I took to calling him "One Whisker Running" until he chewed that one off, too. Mark now calls him Dash, although perhaps we should call him Energizer, since he keeps going, and going, and going....
He now has very fine new whiskers growing. I brought him in a kitten from the cat facility to play with. I brought him the biggest most active black fluffy one, and he's already played the poor thing into submission. But at least now he's letting his whiskers grow back. And he's stopped biting during play now that he has a kitten friend who chews back.
Gretchen and Troy, he should be ready to wreck havoc on your apartment again, soon!
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Our current little "kitten runt", the one we thought might not survive, is an absolute bully. She bites her siblings, she jumps on them, and she's fearless about everything. I guess you can't judge a kitten by its size.
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