COMA-INDUCING SWEETNESS ALERT
Elsa's kittens were three weeks old Monday. They're playing, romping, and exploring. Last night I let them out of the birthing box that's been their only home for their entire lives.
First, the requisite mama-nursing photo. The kittens are outgrowing their box and need to be out in the closet running around. I'll cut the door all the way to the floor tomorrow.
Cheri still says the five darker ones are girls and the three buff are boys. Usually about 85% of orange cats are boys and 15% are girls. It's rare to have a cat give birth to eight kittens, and to have all of them the same color, and 60% of an orange litter be girls is very, very rare, indeed. Four times more than the average. I'm honored to be a part of it. And the best is yet to come. In another two to three weeks, they'll be let out in the bedroom where they have the carpet for better traction. They'll be running, jumping, wrestling, and providing me with thousands of photo ops.
I'm sorry most of these photos are slightly out of focus. The lighting isn't the best in a closet. Even though the camera was set on auto, it focused in front of what I wanted. They'd be a lot sharper if I didn't crop them down to a smaller section, too.
There's 19 photos here, but I couldn't delete any. I took 93 in the past two days, so this is just a small part of them.
I've been marking different paws with a red marker to identify them, but it doesn't last more than a couple days. The colored velcro collars will go on tomorrow.