My initial thought when I saw the apple box on our front porch was “Oh wow! Who sent us some apples?” But when Quincy raced up to the box and started whining- I knew it just wasn’t apples. Instead, two new black kittens have now been taken to the vet, tested, dewormed and deflead. Because I am bottle feeding 8 right now, when I got back and settled down with the first wave of kittens, I asked my husband: “tell me again why I do this?” He replied: “Because your heart has a tail and it purrs.” That made me smile and I am still smiling. The new arrivals presented with slight fevers but suspect it is stress-induced from being stuffed into an apple box. They are on amoxy anyway and there is one boy and one girl about 2 months old.
And here are the bottle babies: Lionel, Linus, Schroeder, Treasure and Embers all from one litter-
So many babies! That final photograph is the very picture of innocence and helplessness.