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I have to say I'm in some very good company here and am honored :)

ugh.. boys..

So the boys were at work all day with me yesterday.  I gave them a litter box and they peed in it several times.  I offered them food and they ate it (and created a great big mess) and as soon as I put them in the carrier to take them home they pooped up a storm.. *rolls eyes*

so I dug out a large tote to put them in last night.  Set them up with a nice towel to sleep on, a litter box to pee in and a shallow bowl with some food to eat.  I had to clean them up from their time in the carrier and I pumped them full of formula and they ignored the food and complained loudly that walking practice didn't happen... and being in the tub waiting for a bath didn't count lady!!!

Well this morning the food was shoved in the sides of the shallow bowl.  Schuster (aka Shoe-ie or Shoey rhymes with Stewie)) (and yes, I had to google how to spell Schuster yesterday) was curled up sleeping all innocent like.  His brother on the other hand...

*ugh*

Simon was sleeping, looking from a great distance and if you squinted a little, looking innocent.. he was covered in litter, food, and a few other unmentionables (apparently he likes baths) there was litter about the box, the side of the litter box was all dirty (I have no idea if it is food or other unmentionables) and well... he was in the litter box.

I can just see him with his untied shoes hanging on to a toy sail boat and grubby knees with his hair sticking up in the air.  This boy is the quintessential "boy" that you picture in your mind when you think snips and snails and puppy dog tails.. 

and I woke him up, and he was HUNGRY!!!!!!  waaah!!  and he did not want to sit in the bath tub and wait for me to feed his brother and he most certainly did not want to wait in the bath tub while I protected myself from his mayhem... being in the bath tub is not walking practice, it is not being fed, it is not play, it is not fun!! waaah!!  So I put the top of the carrier in there with him and he shut up while he explored that.  He is a spelunker that one..

The bath went well.  yup, he enjoys those.. and the moment I tried to get the litter clinging to his.. um.. tushie.. he threw his leg up in the air (which kittens tend to do when you try to make them pee) and unfortunately he was using that for support at the time, so he ended up rolling around in the water - and oh boy he thought that was fun..   *rolls eyes*

he's a pain, but man he makes me laugh..

and the kitteny-goodness continues

let you not forget, I have even more kitteny-goodness in my home.. The trio of southern kittens has turned around very nicely.

Apple is still hesitant and tentative in new situations.  She doesn't like anyone on her head but she is accepting of the kisses I give her there.

What kills me, what absolutely slays me dead and keeps me from doing anything of any real significance most nights is the fact that they are lap kittens.  I go in, they scream for food, I put food down.  They eat enough to slake their hunger (think supermodel meals) and then come right up to me, climb in my lap and start the motors running.. Three little kittens staring up at me purring happy purrs.. *sigh*

For a while there I thought Apple would NEED to go home with one of her siblings, because she seemed to do things only after one of them did it, but recently she has started being the first one up on my lap, and taking more 'chances'..

I would like to keep them for a few more weeks, but they are getting close to weight and over the worst of the trauma to their socialization that I think they might be moving on next week.. :(

solid food

is a very very VERY very very messy go..

someone needs to tell Simon that food goes into the mouth, not through the paw..

(and while it is a go, it isn't realistic at this point for them to self sustain on it.. not even remotely.  most of it ended up under the plate, smooshed into the bedding and on themselves.. )

YEA!!!

We have litter box usage!!  Urine at this point, but apparently at least one of them has control enough over his faculties now.  Hopefully they both actually do (there were two rather large dark splotches) and this is the end of the mess.

There wasn't a diarrhea explosion - at least I don't think so.  I believe they were confined to a carrier, had to go, and had no where to get away from it so they ended up in it..

oh please let them be trained, oh please let them be trained (actually it isn't a matter of training, it is a matter of them recognizing their bladders are full and need to go, which as it seems is where we are)

So now.. on to the canned food!  I'm waiting till they ask for food, I figure they'll be good and hungry then (normally I'd be giving them their afternoon snack right about now)

On to pictures.  Gray's eyes look SOOOOO much better now then they do in these shots from Sunday.  I also adore the 'patches' on his 'knees'  Maybe Schuster would be a good name for him.  I'm just so reluctant because I have no idea how to spell it (oh the horrors of being spelling impaired - heck even my spell check wanted to spell it Schumpeter)

Simon climbed in all by himself. Hung out for a few moments then climbed out the other side.. Apparently you put a basket near a kitten and you'll have a kitten in a basket before you know it!

It was work getting past that big belly