Events: anyone who says animals don't have souls can go to hell
Well, now that everyone's been in that room for a while, they've calmed down a lot and their personalities are starting to show.
Mercury: I'd let you pet me more, but you keep cleaning my face.
Venus: I'm the biggest kitten and I know it. Bow before me!
Gaia: I have developed EARS. You may now scritch behind them.
Mars: I love you. You are my safe space. No, don't get up.
Jupiter: You should put your hand on me and feel how soft I am.
Saturn: When you're close, I can see how big your mouth is and it scares me.
Neptune: I'm gonna climb your leg. From inside the pantleg.
Pluto: I don't know if I want you to pet me. We can still hang out.
I gave them a small cardboard box today and instantly regretted not bringing a camera with me. They all tried to get in it at the same time, then they tried to eat it. Someone got so excited, they peed in the box. Goodbye, box.
Mars' eyes are clearing up, as are Saturn's. Mercury's are still messy. Jupiter still sneezes. Looking over things, it's the kittens who still have gunk in their eyes who are the least outgoing, so maybe they can't see that well.
The gas-giants all have very round faces. Mercury and Mars have kinda pug\Persian faces and the rest have long noses. It doesn't feel like they're all from the same litter at all.
They're still on .05cc Doxycycline until the 1st. Of course, everyone has diarrhea as a result. No one's lost any weight, though, so I can feel good about that. We're just doing straight Iams kitten (dry for open feeding and wet after everyone is weighed and gets their meds). I have a bottle of pedialyte in case we have to rescue anyone, but I doubt it will be needed. For a bunch of "sick" kittens, they're all doing pretty well; my smallest is 1 lb 8 oz. At six weeks, that's not bad.
Mercury: I'd let you pet me more, but you keep cleaning my face.
Venus: I'm the biggest kitten and I know it. Bow before me!
Gaia: I have developed EARS. You may now scritch behind them.
Mars: I love you. You are my safe space. No, don't get up.
Jupiter: You should put your hand on me and feel how soft I am.
Saturn: When you're close, I can see how big your mouth is and it scares me.
Neptune: I'm gonna climb your leg. From inside the pantleg.
Pluto: I don't know if I want you to pet me. We can still hang out.
I gave them a small cardboard box today and instantly regretted not bringing a camera with me. They all tried to get in it at the same time, then they tried to eat it. Someone got so excited, they peed in the box. Goodbye, box.
Mars' eyes are clearing up, as are Saturn's. Mercury's are still messy. Jupiter still sneezes. Looking over things, it's the kittens who still have gunk in their eyes who are the least outgoing, so maybe they can't see that well.
The gas-giants all have very round faces. Mercury and Mars have kinda pug\Persian faces and the rest have long noses. It doesn't feel like they're all from the same litter at all.
They're still on .05cc Doxycycline until the 1st. Of course, everyone has diarrhea as a result. No one's lost any weight, though, so I can feel good about that. We're just doing straight Iams kitten (dry for open feeding and wet after everyone is weighed and gets their meds). I have a bottle of pedialyte in case we have to rescue anyone, but I doubt it will be needed. For a bunch of "sick" kittens, they're all doing pretty well; my smallest is 1 lb 8 oz. At six weeks, that's not bad.