Whew. What a crazy weekend. Ok, not as crazy as last weekend, but still. I’ve spent two days bouncing from the den to the bathroom and back. Saturday night I read for a while sitting in the bathroom, then moved to beside the nest and read for a while more. 😉
Leah’s making good progress, I think. She’s strong enough to jump in the bathtub! I’d fish her out, but if I didn’t set up her “privacy tent” she’d hop back in.
Sunday morning her nose was clean for, I think, the first time in over a week. She ate; not a lot but some. And she loves being brushed! First she responded by standing and eating (while I brushed her) and the second time, by lifting her butt to the brush and eating. So I’d go in every once in a while to brush her and she’d eat. 😉 I even found her once, sleeping in a normal “C” position, relaxed, rather than crouching. Eventually I got purring and she stood up to come out of her cave/tent to be brushed! It was awesome to see.
She’s still got a way to go and she may have long term damage, but here’s hoping. She’ll be having some more tests when she gets back to the vet.
Claire and the kittens are doing well. Claire is getting more and more used to my presence and doesn’t hunch quite as much around the kittens as before. And if I’m just in the room (not hovering over the nest) she’s quite relaxed. I never see her cleaning the kittens, even though I know she must be. Most mom cats I’ve seen are a little obsessive about cleaning; no kitten dare come within tongue range! I mentioned it to my coordinator and she thinks it’s probably inexperience. Never mind, they’re eating and gaining weight every day.
No more news about Cora, but in this business, no news is good news. Speaking of, I got an email on Sunday that Carson wasn’t eating. Carson?! I hope it’s just that his adopter is giving him wet food. Weird dude doesn’t like wet food. But he also gets bad hairballs.