Here are news from the Last Daughter (a.k.a.: New Mama).
She's just clumsy, and her kittens (number to be determined later in the afternoon, but they're at least two) are great adventurers (the lil' one I met yesternight was about two yards from the nest, and its eyes aren't open yet!).
Well, the baby is alive and with the Last Daughter, and... I've unofficially named it Schrödinger (don't ask how my brain works, you'd run away screaming, scarred for life).
That's all, Readers!
*goes back to typing*
2 comments:
Nice, so she there or not there until you look!
The name may have been a bad idea... There was miscommunication with Mother. She reported A kitten; she didn't point out that it's mostly black (I'm calling it Quark), but Schrödinger is MIA (it was mostly white).
I'm so sad - and angry with the neighbours!
;_;
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