First of all, let me remind you that Rosa was a stray cat. In two weeks, she has forgotten what it is like to live on her own:
- she has turned her nose up at some can food she decided she didn't like
- she started out lounging on the concrete floor like she did in her former life, now I find her lounging on the foam seat/quilt I put down for my butt - so she has a new bed outside the kennel/babies room
- she purrs when she sees me, rolls little donuts with her paws and rubs up on everything to be petted
The Babies
- At two weeks old, they now have their eyes open.
- They are trying to walk and they wobble and topple over like turtles.
- Rudy, the little orange one, squeals like a pig when picked up.
And the best thing:
- They seem to getting a little curious about who/what I am...this morning 4 of them started to wobble towards me.
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