3-21-19 Thursday

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I took pictures of each of the kittens yesterday (so you can see how they look at 5 weeks old), but didn’t put together the progression collage for each kitten, partly because there’s not a lot of change in their faces since last week, and partly because I just ran out of time!


Albert.


Almanzo with attitude.


Laura.


Mary.


Willie.


Caroline, keeping an eye on me.


Charles, staring off into space having Deep Thoughts.


The milk bar is crowded these days.


In case you missed the video over on Facebook/Instagram, Caroline showed us that she’s a bottle baby, too. (She gets her own small bowl alongside her canned food, but apparently decided the stuff in the bottle must be better!)


Pa keeps an eye on the kids. (They’ve started climbing to the top of the crate – and can climb back down again, too!)

I weighed all the kittens yesterday – you can see their weight chart at the bottom of the page, here – and they’ve all crossed the 1-pound threshhold. The heaviest are Almanzo and Willie (1 pound, 5 ounces) and the lightest is Laura (1 pound, 1.7 ounces.) I remembered to weigh Caroline while I was at it, and she’s now at 6 pounds, 15 ounces. That’s 4 ounces more than she weighed when the kittens were 1 day old, and nearly a pound more than she weighed when we first got her! I think she’s the first mama we’ve had who wasn’t skin and bones at this point, no doubt due to the fact that I’ve been supplementing with the bottle.

I put canned food in each of the kittens’ mouths yesterday morning, and they spit it right back out, called me bad names, and then demanded their bottle. Spoiled? Nahhh…

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He’s loonified.

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Previously
2018: “Granny, this lady is weird.”
2017: “Lady, seriously.”
2016: I don’t know how kittens can breathe with their siblings laying directly on their faces, but Bert Macklin survived just fine.
2015: “This Lippman person writes a comfy book!”
2014: Angelo, letting Ferdinand suck on his toe.
2013: “MAMA WHERE YOU IS I AM HUNGRY!”
2012: “Wait… there are TWO of them?!”
2011: No babies yet.
2010: We’re staying inside where it’s nice and warm.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.

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3-21-19 Thursday — 12 Comments

  1. Bottle supplements might be the way to go from here on out. It does surly seem to help mama out.

    Love all the pics. I still can’t pick a favorite kitten. Actually, I thinkninwould adopt ma and pa. 🙂

  2. Is it just me or do all those kittens seem to possess enormous paws? I’m guessing they might take after Pa and grow into fairly hefty adults. Willie is the cutest to me, with his serious face and the more orange-toned browns around his round little head!

    • I was just thinking the same ting. I usually notice it with puppies but these kiddos, such big feet.

  3. OMG, the visual of the kittens spitting out their food and cussing you out…priceless! I can just imagine those tiny, but oh-so-intimidating little hisses 🙂 I’ve been reading your blog regularly since the True Blood kitten days and your pictures and writing never cease to make me smile and most of the time laugh out really loud. Thank you for always brightening my day, Robyn

  4. Why are all of those adorable babies tabby when mom and dad are not?
    I still have you as my Amazon smile account, I hope that little bit from me helps. Xoxo