After I took them all to the vet the next day, I decided to try the box again. I lined it with a snuggly fleece blanket and tucked it into the 12-year-old's closet. I also added a heating pad, per instructions from the vet to keep them warm. I put the kittens in there, and the mama picked one up and was headed out of the closet, but I closed the closet door. The kittens were making quite a racket, so mama gave up and nursed them, then they all fell asleep. I grabbed a pillow for me, opened the closet door and took up residence on the floor by the opening...then joined them in the sleep zone.
So far, the mama has only tried once more to move a kitten, so I'm hopeful she will just compromise and do things MY way. ha ha.
Last night, the girls spent the night at their aunt's house, and I stayed the night with the kitties. At 5:15 this morning, mama decided it was time for some attention, so we had a little scratch, rub, and pet fest for 15 minutes. By then I was awake, so I got dressed and walked back to my house and started the laundry. On a SATURDAY. And it's raining, so I can't even scandalize my neighbors by starting up the lawn mower nice and early.
Here is a picture of the proud mama
And here is shot of the kittens:
P.S. If you would like a kitten in a couple of months, I know where you can get one!
