Cats, Babies and Books
Miss Whiskers, the mom, is rather put out with me. She had ear mites and I have to put drops in her ears twice a day for another week, yet. She hates me! And y’know what — I don’t blame her. But she is a forgiving little furball and comes back for hugs after a while. Her babies, in the meantime, nurse a lot and sleep a lot. When she’s gone from the box, they are all in a puddle…a black puddle with a dollop of gray as a relief. I kept thinking that there were multiple kittens marked with white but not so. ONE kitten has the socks, tip of tail and facial markings of white. One black one has freckles, so to speak, on his/her face. I still don’t mess with them very much; Whiskers doesn’t seem to mind it if I do, and Amy [aneighbor] is allowed but she’s a bit leery of Amy’s husband Jerry, who is just as gentle with them as I am.
I’ve still not seen my latest g’g'baby; they had colds and such like and I stay away from that. I shall do so soon, however. Trust me on that one. Miss Lexi is a week old today at 6 pm.
I’ve gotten on a kick of Fern Michaels’ books; one tale in particular had 3 or 4 pages of the sexual encounter which I speed-read through…I couldn’t believe she dragged it out for so many pages. But of the ones I’ve read, that was the only one that went on and on. I do like her characters. I greatly enjoyed her Sisterhood series. Celebration, Serendipity - good ones all.
Well, it’s time for some lunch folks. My tummy is telling me all about it, too, so I guess I’ll go do something about it. Stay warm or cool, as the case may be, and take care, all.
Jo