The kittens are here! I don’t think it was quite as easy as Oprah but Jasmine was a champ! She’d been very restless on Sunday. Monday she was very quiet. I wasn’t feeling well, so was home all day, checking on her periodically. Just after 8 pm I left for a few minutes to help a friend with something. When I got back — maybe 10 minutes later — I heard this weird squealing. I went in the foster room and … there was a squealing kitten!! (All black, boy?, 107g) Already cleaned off. She’d had it on the floor, just under the desk. I grabbed it and put it in the box. Jasmine was NOT impressed and promptly moved it back under the desk. I moved the box under the desk and put the kitten in. She pulled it back out. Ok, have it your way.
So we waited for the next one. And waited. And waited. Poor Jasmine was panting and having big contractions the whole time. After an hour, I was nervous. After 75 minutes I was freaking out. Finally after 90 minutes out came the second one! (All black, boy, 125g!!!) Number three (All black, 109g) and number four (All black, 116g) came pretty quickly after that. Jasmine was an amazing champ, cleaning, cutting cords, dealing with the afterbirth like she’d done it a million times before. Oh! I hope not but she’ll never have to do it again!
Once all four had arrived, I put them in the box, partway under the desk, and Jasmine was happy to stay with them. She was exhausted and just lay with the kittens. I made sure everyone had latched on at least once, cleaned up, left her a lot of food and went to bed.
This morning Jasmine was awake and alert, proudly showing off her kittens and wanting praise and cuddles. 😉