If I ever have to write that I accidentally squished the Wonkas right to death, you’ll understand, won’t you?
Nothin’ cuter than a sleeping kitten…
The new guys are doing very well – I’m feeding them every 4 hours. Well, I say I’m feeding them, but Fred helps out with the feedings that take place when he’s home. Between the two of us, we can get all five of those babies fed in no time flat.
They’re eating a lot, peeing a lot. I’d like to see more poop (did I just say that?!), but they’re doing okay.
The first few days we had them, they’d scream at me every time they saw me. I think they were a little scared by their new living situation and didn’t know what was going on. They’ve relaxed a little, now, and I’ve peeked in to see them playing and exploring their cage several times. Yesterday a ray of sun was shining in their cage, and Keebler was rolling around, stretching, and just generally looking like a happy boy.
I don’t know if all of them are purring for me, but at least several of them are.
Here I go, falling in love with yet another batch of babies. Who saw THAT coming?! 🙂
No True Blood adoptions yet. ::SIGH:: Maybe this weekend will be a lucky one for them!