You know - as cute and lovely as these three are (Giz actually mews to be picked up and held!), I love my big boys.

I was reading the other day, with Oscar on my lap; he was purring with his green eyes half-closed - and, as he often does, he rested his chin on my arm while looking at me that way. AWWWW!

I am in no current danger of failing Fostering 101. Maybe I just haven't met the right kitten yet....

Little ones got out last night...Giz, of course, went her own way, exploring my bedroom. The two grey ones went down the hall and STOPPED as an Oscar Monster was there.

Oscar sniffed noses with one of the grey ones, then hissed. He sat down again and hissed once more. But no hackles up.

Not sure about the kittens' tummies yet. The poo looked a bit better last night, but not so much this morning or tonight. Gave them another dose of meds, and they have one more left for the morning.

I decided it was time to move their litter box out of the way and get out some Melaleuca, hot water, rubber gloves and rag&scrubbie.

Someone tell me - a main ingredient of kitten poo is Crazy Glue, right?

So far, so good. Will try and get some lap pics soon.