K & L, they are doing OK. Callie and Jumper have nearly doubled in weight, and with full tummys. They are now eating dry kitten chow with water. I finally got them weaned off tuna. Right now they are running and jumping around on the table. I still keep them confined to my table top because of the other males in my menagerie. Midnight has been playing jump and ambush with them. At first I thought he was too big for them , but he still enjoys playing with them. Midnight is too old to be their size and too young to play with the others, except Chrissie-cat. Also, Midnight still comes to me early in the morning purring and giving me kitty kisses even when I am asleep, I guess this is the way he thinks it is time for me to get up.

I adopted another furkid, an older male. I'd say he is about 15 years old, from his appearance, I have named him Max. He doesn't do much except eat and sleep and also, he explores the house and all of the window platforms by alternately sleeping on them. Otis thinks he is a younger furkid because of wanting to fight him. Although Max is much older than Otis, he doesn't get up and run from Otis' aggressiveness. I think they have come to a "truce"because I havn't heard much more fighting among them. Although Max is much older than all of my furkids, he is a friendly cat, and easily mixes in with the others. It is only a matter of time before he is accepted by all of the others. Max is a red- brown tabby with thin stripes set on a yellow background. I wanted to adopt him because of his obviously feeling depressed in the shelter as he would only lay in one spot in his cage. He looked so dignified, but without a home. I would also have to clean out his eyes because of an infection he had. I hope that he can live out the remainder of his years in peace and safety, knowing that he is a loved part of my extended family.

..........wayne