I have lost track of time. I am so tired. So so tired. Yet there is a feeling of accomplishing something nice. Waking up every 2 hours to feed the Floofs, without a night break is exhausting. Hubby is helping a lot. He takes over some feedings and is the cuddler in chief. He’s awesome.
All The Floofs are alive. The little white one was very much underweight but has shot up yesterday, putting on a full 14 grams in a day. She has been named Madame LaFloof. I had a dream that she had died due to constipation, so now we check them all very carefully for poop. And seeing poop is a victory, even if you have to manually extract it. Yuck, yet Yeah…
The other two kittens are still nameless. Wendy didn’t stick.
Yesterday, after weighing, cleaning and feeding, we had their first photo shoot. I think I heard one whispering “I am ready for my close-up Mr. DeMille”.
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Wow!! You are amazing kitten foster parents!! Steve says maybe you can call the other two Itsy and Bitsy!! Lol We applaud you!!
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