Katie is back. She was beating up on another of Lauren's foster cats. I suspect that she wanted Miles bed all to herself.
Harriet was adopted. I hope she doesn't come back.
And whoever takes Jasmine would be a fool to let anybody else get their hands on her.
Chevy is good at getting out of his condo. On Monday he was found, after a long search, under the clean laundry shelves in a very small space. He should be picked up by Clare soon (and perhaps exchanged by a pregnant mother).
Poor Ashleigh lost two of her kittens. She has two left. Let's hope that these survive.
WIllow's kittens are doing a brilliant job of dirtying their condos. Even Willow's was grubby. I gave them all a good cleaning and fresh bedding. The kittens managed to drown theirs in no time. Sigh.
They don't look wormy at all so the medication is working. They really loved some new toys.
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