Since the kittens arrived, my life has revolved around their feeding schedule. I am happy to report that they are doing well. They are gaining weight and having daily bowel movements. The round the clock care has helped them flourish. When they hear my voice, they crawl to the door of their carrier and meow. When I touch them, they purr. Even the little black short-haired kitten is eating gruel.
On Wednesday, I saw the buff kitten posture and urinate on his own so I decided it was time to introduce a litter box. I lined a shoe box cover with tin foil and added a small amount of litter. The unfamiliar texture bothered the buff and tabby kittens. They shook their paws and made a beeline for a towel. The black long haired boy watched their reactions intently. When the box was clear, he cautiously approached. After sniffing around the perimeter, he clambered in. He walked to a corner and froze. Ten seconds later, a wet spot appeared behind him. I was so proud!
After watching his brother, the buff kitten decided he should give the box another try. He put his front feet in the box, postured and urinated. Unfortunately, he left his back feet outside the box. Oh well, at least he tried. I applaud his effort. (This picture of the buff and long haired black kitten was taken a day later.)
On Friday morning, the kittens went 4 for 4 in the box. It is absolutely amazing how much they have matured since Monday. Watching them grow and prosper is so rewarding. It more than makes up for the lack of sleep. I would like to encourage everyone to consider becoming a foster parent for animals. It is a rewarding experience that will change your life!