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grizzle, drizzle, fizzle
I am getting tired, feeding kittens all through the nights for the last wee while is taking its toll. And I am afraid we are going to lose the middle kitten too. I have done everything I can, but yesterday he began to fail and sit hunched over, although I feed him tiny drinks frequently…
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Life goes on …
But without the Little Kitten I am afraid. I wish I could give you better news. He died while sleeping in the sun yesterday morning. In all the time he was here he never really woke up. His eyes seldom opened. He weighed little more than feather. He just got lighter and lighter then softly…
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I promise this is the last of the “Oh, oh, that is so sweet!” posts. For now.
The moment Boo hears his kittens begin to cry for a feed, he busts into the house through the screen doors. And I do mean Bust In with a Crash. Then he rushes for their door and tries to jam his nose under the door until I get there with the bottle. If I…
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Tentative First Steps
Our wee fella, the tiniest of the little orphans, bless his little heart, rose up yesterday afternoon and very, very slowly – took himself for a tiny walk. He is trying to suck on the bottle now. I am calling this an improvement. He might make it yet. We have gone FIVE whole days without…
The Kitchen's Garden 