I realised it's 100 bottles of beer in the wall...oh well my version is originalish.
MCM....THE WOODPILE GANG ARE DOING SOOOO MUCH BETTER, THOUGH EMILY IS STILL QUITE SWOLLEN. THE SWELLING IS SLOWLY GOING AWAY, AND SHE WAS NURSING OFF MAMA HAPPILY LAST NIGHT! I CAUGHT HER WASHING HER SWELLED UP PAWS TOO. POOR BABY GIRL. AT LEAST I THINK I CAN FINALLY SAY, SHE'S A SURVIVOR! THE BABY WITH THE FOOT (MARIGOLD'S) IS ALMOST 100% TOO...YAY!
MoosMom...Both Leslie and I have non-stop rescue dreams...groan. Can't even escape by sleeping...guess it's hardwired into our systems to do this! I'm out the door soon to maybe make it over 200 today. But these ones are all set as far as a foster home goes. Wheww. It's too muggy today for even leaving the house.
P.S Hubby has to be a saint to put up with the revolving door spinning off the hinges around here. This time of year it's always deep with cats and kittens and no end in sight till winter. And we'll still be finding kittens then even. *sigh*