Alive and evil

Warning: unless you are really bored or really love cats (something I still do not do) this is not an entertaining entry.

The sick kitten still doesn't seem to be eating much kitty food (but perhaps is nursing enough). Be it mother's milk or the plaster under the sink they all seem to be so fond of, she's back to her perky self. However, several of them are vomiting regularly and their digestive tracts are producing strange outputs. Off to the shelter for health evaluations tomorrow, though. Fingers crossed that the ASPCA will take them.

Despite all these symptoms that should make them lethargic and pitiful from dehydration, they can still find the energy to dig those claws into me at every chance. At least one kitten in particular--we call her trouble kitty or fat twin. As I inspected one kitty she ran and leapt onto my back last night, really digging in, and then proceeded to crawl up to my shoulders. She's always doing that sort of thing to me.