I just called the humane society again. She hasn't been able to reach her friend yet. With the holiday coming, that's not so surprising. She promises not to forget us though. I'll check back toward the end of next week if I don't hear from them by then.

Meanwhile, I have a bathroom overflowing with kits at this moment. I had lots of fun trying to round them up in the shed and bring them inside. The tortie went right into the carrier. So did all of them except one orangie. He was have a blast chasing a fly. I finally got him when he tired himself out and let me pick him up.

Winnie has been allowed in the kitchen to see their toesies under the door. She no longer hisses at them. Good thing because I will need to be gone a while tomorrow and Winnie will have to be in the kitchen and the babies in the bathroom. Angel, I can let stay in here with Chester and Grandma.

The babies like to excape from the bathroom when the door is open though. So, I make sure the big kids are out of the kitchen so the kits can have some time to explore (and I can go to the bathroom before my bladder blows up)