The kittens are thriving. You can see a couple of them more clearly here, with Mama in milk bar-up position. That was the first afternoon, when they were just a few hours old.
The second pic is a mere 72 hours later. It appears the volume of kittens is about equal to the volume of Mama, who quickly regained her svelte pre-pregnancy figure.
We are so grateful that this is an experienced Mama (though it will be her last experience) and that all her milk stations appear to be functional, with a goodly supply of product. When we visit the nursery there is generally a pile of sleepy babies with big round bellies, and a rumbling purr emanating from Mama. D- likens it to the buzzing of a bee hive, with a surrounding swarm of kittens, so has decided on a bee theme for names. Mama will henceforth be known as Queenie Black, and we'll be choosing names that start with B as soon as we can reliably tell them apart and determine genders.
2 comments:
It's a good thing I don't live nearby, or you'd be homing some of those kittens with me. I'm a sucker for tiny black and brown tabby kittens! I'm so glad everyone's doing well.
Au contraire! I wish you lived closer - these babies would love to find such a good home.
We're happy about their progress, too, though it may soon be time to give supplemental feedings to the littlest. As the size disparity increases the bigger tend to get more and more and the smaller less and less. The way of the world, I guess, but not if we can intervene.
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