Inga is doing well. I'll give it another couple of days before using her milk again, but didn't see a tinge of pink yesterday. She's got the bedtime routine down, but not s'much in the morning. She darned near yanked my arm out of the socket while we made our way around to the MR. She's not used to being constrained with the collar, and it has her spooked.
Larry got a lead on two kittens, a male (orange) and a female (tabby). If they're still available, he'll bring them up this weekend. They are a little older than I'd hoped and I'm concerned about Bess accepting them, where to keep them while they acclimate, have they been neutered, etc., etc., etc. To be on the safe side, I washed the two cat beds in readiness. (Had to check them for dog biscuits first; a favorite hiding spot.)
I heard a terrible rumor that there may be another time change in the near future. I'm just getting used to naturally longer days and adjusting bedtimes for the kids and dinnertime for me. (I had to get used to lunch and dinner; grew up with dinner at noon and supper at night.) Daylight Savings Time throws me into a tizzy. I simply cannot understand the reasoning behind it. Sun comes up, sun goes down, everything in between is daylight.
Oh well, ours is not to wonder why. No sense worrying about those things one cannot change (except the clocks).
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My gosh I skipped a whole day of the blog and just realized it. Inga is not used to her new routine, and I'm not either. Mine involves a fairly new grandson and starting my day before the blog has been posted, but not getting back to the computer until late sometimes. Gosh that branch is big - so glad there was no damage.
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