All the babies are doing well. They are another week older. On Thursday Lacey was finished with the bottle. On Thursday night I fed Jamieson his bottle. When I checked on them before I went to bed I found a great big spot of puked up milk. I decided to wait until morning to feed him so his tummy could settle down. A few minutes before midnight I was woken by a loud cry (I sleep soundly but seem to have one ear open when I have babies). I got out of bed to check what was going on. Poor little Jamieson was frothing at the mouth and was in distress. Instinctively I grabbed a blanket from the closet and wrapped Jamieson up. He sounded wet inside as if he was filled with water. I knew he could not get any in his lungs or he would die. I held him at a slight angle with his head down and gently patted his back. I walked the floor with him and went through a hard 8 minutes until he was better. I figured out that though he had never eaten canned food before he had tried to eat a morsel of the hard food in the hallway for Hoover and must have choked. I took him to bed with me so I could keep an eye on him. After a few minutes he got wiggly and was nibbling on my fingers so I got up and got him a bottle as he was hungry. He drank well and I tucked him in with the others. I got up around 3 am to see if he was okay and he was. In the morning he was playing with the others and it was as if nothing was wrong (though I knew it would be a substantial coffee morning for me). On Saturday he decided he was a big boy and ate canned food for most of his meals. Sunday it has been only canned food.
. .Lacey is a little sweetie. On Thursday I left the babies out of their cage for the night. She has decided that sleeping with mom is a great thing. She quietly comes to bed and settles in vey quickly. Nox and Nugget are growing and love to play a lot.
. . .Jersey has settled wonderfully into her new home. She loves the daycare kids and seems to wait for them at 3:30. They say she is perfect in every way and cannot be improved upon. She comes when called and loves to be loved. An easy transition for all.
. . .Thanks for the comments. I am so glad Griffin is a great kitten and still a sweet boy. Thanks for giving him a great home.
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