A Den of Kittens

The Kittens, born on 2 December 2009, now are almost six weeks old and suddenly have exploded into action. They are curious about everything. They leap and run, try to eat anything and everything within reach, groom themselves (rather poorly but it's a valiant effort) and train with their siblings.

What amazes me is the affection that they appear to have for me. As soon as they see me, they begin to clamour for my attention. Basically, it is neither food nor drink that they seek from me, but the simple act of being held. It is very gratifying. If Beauty were a negligent mother, I might expect them to have a strong emotional bond with me, but she has been an exemplary mother. I therefore perceive their affection for me as a bonus, something unearned but much treasured. It is now that I actually begin to EARN it, hwoever, as I am forced to clean their little messes, change their bedding and otherwise guide them towards independence.

Boxing Day Box for the Kittens and their Mum

From my friend Mars-Frog, a wonderful Harvest Moon Christmas Box containing, among other things, a REAL Petting Glove! I didn't know such things existed outside Harvest Moon. A little dish, some special Kitten food and other sundries including a lovely box of fudge for the human guardian of the Pussycats.

Thank you, Mars!

Reindeer and Kittens

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On the Eve of the Solstice, I place an old wicker Reindeer near the Kittens to see if any one would display any interest.

Considering they only opened their eyes for the first time a couple of days ago, they showed more interest than I would have expected.

2 Days Old...

Only two days old but filled with competitive energy. They are little blind mountain climbers... forever scaling the heights of their Mummy's tummy...