A little retrospective as the kittens begin to move out this weekend:
As our thoughts and prayers are with London and the UK- and all places touched by violence- we also turn to the littlest lives being lived right next door. Sadly, the most fragile kitten died shortly after being brought from another foster setting this past weekend. The remaining five are jolly and rambunctious; adored and lovingly cared for by their foster parents.
Kittens are definitely on my radar as my neighbors are fostering six! At the moment I can think of nothing more evanescent than a tiny kitten needing to be bottle fed one day and the next attempting to climb a cat sized skyscraper/ scratching post…
The kittens next door are thriving! Ruby, the only girl of the litter is already spoken for and had a photo shoot with her adoptive mother today, but won’t go home with her for awhile yet:
The most challenging event happened Friday evening when two remaining kittens of the clan of seven were dropped off next door. They are in rougher shape, but quickly coming around thanks to the tender care being given them by their foster parents. Bless them!
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