Along with the gallons of coffee I am consuming lately, the four babies are doing well. There eyes aren’t opened yet, but I see no worrisome discharge around their eyes or their nose either, which means hopefully they are fairly healthy. Their genders are nebulous at this point- and I always get it wrong at this age- so they are for now nameless.

Magoo has taken a great interest in these newcomers and he lays down by their box watching through the screen. I am not sure if he thinks they are easy prey or if he is truly worried about them. Mike says he thinks the formula is drawing his interest. Magoo is crazy for milk and milk products and shows no ill effects from drinking a bit of cow’s milk or eating a scoop of cottage cheese.

Delilah is mothering them- doing all she is capable of doing in cleaning them and stimulating them which takes a great load off of me. If she could feed them, I am sure she would be happy to take over one of my shifts.

A woman called me this morning wanting a cat for her two autistic boys (both in their teens) But what she wants, I cannot supply. She wants a Ragdoll type of kitty or a long-hair female. This time around- I have mostly males. The long-haired older kitties I have were rescued from some pretty bad abuse issues and I am hesitant to put them in a house that is as loud as hers sounded on the phone. They need a much older, male kitty as they are less apt to react to chaos as the females do.