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Charles is a happy boy.
“STOP staring at my belly, Charles!”
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Watchin’ birds.
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Watching the pregnant belly.
Whoever guessed Wednesday February 13th, please claim your bragging rights. We’re at 3 healthy wiggly kittens, all appear to be brown tabbies. Charles was out of the room for the first two kittens, has sniffed them, and had his ears cleaned by Caroline. All is well.
Left the room for two minutes, and #4 arrived!
We are at 5! All healthy, active, nursing. Caroline has been amazing, kittens are clean, Charles is puzzled but interested. He keeps checking them out, helped Caroline clean her tail. I’d like her to be done, she looks done to me, but she could have a surprise in there. All brown tabbies, I think, no idea on the sexes of any of them yet. Caroline is one amazing mama. ❤️
We are holding at 5 kittens! Weights range from 3.3 to 4.0 ounces, which is great considering how small and young Caroline is. She’s amazing – relaxed enough to come out of the crate to be petted, vigilant enough to go back in when she hears them fussing. Everyone is nursing very well. Caroline opted to use the small carrier to have her babies rather than the larger crate. Charles is mostly keeping his distance from the kittens, occasionally looking in at them. All is well with our little foster family.
That’s right, I’m getting handsy. And guess who doesn’t care? This little morsel right here. His mama doesn’t care either. As long as I don’t make them cry, Caroline is A-OK with me handling them.
Yeahhhh we’re gonna need some dabs of paint to tell these guys apart. White feet on the one in the upper right, but otherwise I’ve got nothin’.
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Keeping Charles’s ears clean. A girl’s job is never done.
Hooray, hooray, Clutch and Cam have been adopted TOGETHER and went home today! Happy life, sweet babies!
Little White Toes (and someone else’s toes, too.)
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Hissing like a little nest of snakes. (It’s normal, in my experience they all do it and it stops not long after their eyes open. I don’t know why you’ve never seen it happen with your own newborn kittens. Yours were probably defective. I’m not sure why they do it, but all the kittens born in my home have done it and they all grew up to be productive members of society.
“No, Charles. There’s still no room at the milk bar for you.”
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The day they were born, and a day later. They’re chunky monkeys, is what they are.
While I changed out the bedding and Caroline ate, Charles checked out the tiny basket of kittens. “That looks like a Basket of Nope,” he declared before skedaddling off to another room.
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Previously
2018: No entry.
2017: I love that Frankie always neatly tucks his tail over his front paws. He is a GENTLEMAN.
2016: “Look, lady, look! I had my baby! He’s kinda funny looking and he talks weird. He takes after his daddy, is what I’m thinking.”
2015: No entry.
2014: And then Orlando came along and was all “WHAT GOIN’ ON HERE?!” (That look on Ferdinand’s face is KILLING. ME. DEAD.)
2013: No entry.
2012: He’s FLYYYYYINGGGG!
2011: No entry.
2010: So, yeah, no great cleaning tips from me.
2009: And they’re such sweet girls, they deserve to find their forever homes fast!
2008: Poor girlies.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.