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| Mimi and her Minions |
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| Angelo and his Minions |
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| Holly says she wants Angelo's Minions |
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| Your Minions fall down on the job |
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| Romeow and his Minions |
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| Holly says these are HER Minions |
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| and don't you dare think about giving them to Frasier |
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| Frasier and his Minions |
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Angelo doesn't think Mimi should have any Minions,
she is hard enough to deal with now |
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| My job here is done |
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| Where are my Minions lady!?!? |
The kittens are doing well. Most of them are growing like weeds.
Frasier is going on a bit of a hunger strike, and I can't figure out why. When I returned Katie to the shelter all of the kittens were eating very well. When we had visitors he was feeling a little lighter for his size so we picked up some goat milk for him. He ate that very well and was feeling heavier. Then he started eating canned food again and that came back up. He went back to just the goat milk, but then that started coming back up too and he started losing weight again. I brought him and Romeow into work on Friday and when I got out I brought them to the shelter and had them check him out. He ate some AD for them, but only when it was offered on fingers. That night he ate some more, eating so voraciously the next morning that his brother put his paw on his head in an attempt to slow him down... I thought all was well, but come Saturday night he didn't eat... not even goat milk... I thought I was going to have to take him into the shelter again, but Sunday morning he ate well again. Once again I thought we were out of the woods because he was holding his weight, but Sunday night he was down an ounce and stopped eating again. He will eat if I force it into his mouth, and did lick a few pieces of food off my fingers, but he is acting like he is stuffed. He is active and playing and wrestling... in other words he isn't acting like he is sick, but he feels 'less than' his brothers.
Holly has come around to think I am okay, which is nice. She is still hesitant and unsure of things, but she is willing to give me the benefit of the doubt. Mimi thinks I am the best cat toy ever, and LOVES to play with my fingers if I wiggle them in front of her. She is very gentle and kind, biting every so slightly when she gets her mouth on me, and is very gentle with her claws.
They are all very kind with their claws which is nice. When I go down without socks on they attempt to 'take me down' by wrapping their paws around my legs, but they never use their claws.
The boys are all about two pounds and the girls are smaller, so they will be with me for a few more weeks.
