This morning, Lisa came by to get some Noms love, and I was looking forward to seeing how Emmy and the babies reacted to having a stranger in the room. I was a bit worried that Emmy would be freaked out, but she had no reaction at all, really. Lisa even took her life in her hands and petted Emmy, and Emmy allowed it. Well, until the end, when Emmy made it known (via a hiss) that she preferred to be left alone.
The babies had no “stranger danger” reaction at all. They climbed all over Lisa, climbed in her lap, bit her. Newbery especially got flirty with her. I think they’ll all be friendly kittens as they get older, but he’s going to be the lovebuggiest of them all.
I weighed them last night. Logie continues to be the biggest at 1 pound, 6 1/2 ounces. Newbery’s at 1 pound, 4 1/2 ounces. Both Razzie and Darwin are at 1 pound, 3 ounces. It’s kind of amazing, the difference between Logie and Darwin – that 3 1/2 ounces makes a difference!
First, me messing with Darwin and then with Newbery.
And then, from earlier this week, the little hellions running around like their tails are on fire.
2011: She deserves a little time to herself!
2010: “Am I to be punished for NOT being a harlot?”
2009: No entry.
2008: I touched her on the head once or twice, and she stared at me and shook.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.