I am celebrating at the moment at finding a dirty litter pan. Axle has pooped! I am so relieved as this would have been one week since he came home after vanishing for five days. I heard him crying last night- so far he has been silent and it was a strange cry. I wanted to go to him,but I was so dang tired. I just fell back to bed.

This morning, when I went upstairs to check on him, he was crying by the door and pacing and pawing. When I opened the screen door he stepped away. I fed him. I turned to look at the pan and saw a mound and my heart skipped a beat- could it be? YES! The lactulose has done its job (or is starting to).

Great strides with the new babies, I let them out of the cage last night and they are now under the bed. They are both eating and when the room is vacant and the house fairly quiet, they explore their new world. They seem to like what they are seeing. I can now pet both of them without any warnings coming out of their throat or any fear of reprisals. My friend said I will never see them again- but I disagree. I have done this for a very long time and each kitten is of course different. These two will stay hidden for about a week, then they will come out and meet and greet both of us. It’s their time to run things in that room- for now.