Thursday night when I went into the foster room, the kittens were like:
Friday morning when I went in, they were all:
I have no idea how it is that they all escaped the bed (it very well may have been Kate’s decision to bring them out), but they have no intention of going back. They pretty much keep to the blanket, though they’ve taken turns wandering off and then scurrying right back. Earlier this morning, Leia saw Kate across the room, went stomping toward her, and then didn’t know what to do, so just sat there in the middle of the room and cried until I brought her back to the blanket.
I guess this week I’ll get out the little litter boxes, fill them with clay litter and put them in strategic locations around the room. It won’t be long ’til they’re giving those a try. And also won’t be long ’til they’re skittering sideways at each other!
I weighed the kittens yesterday. The HUGE Charming is now at 15 1/2 ounces. He’ll be over a pound by the time he turns three weeks old, I’m sure. I need to get a picture of him next to Jareth, it’s comical how much bigger he is. You can see the weight chart at the bottom of their page, here.
Video! It’s a little mosh pit of kittens trying to get into the best nursing positions.
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