The day before yesterday I learned that one of the kittens, the little black one still hadn't found his people. So after much eye battering and pretty pleases, I convinced my BF to say "yes" to another kitten. And so today my co-worker brought them here to their new home, a cute pair of fluzzy brothers.
She brought with her a bag of kitten chow, a couple of their "stuffies" and a box with an old blanket that they had been sleeping in.
After some initial looking around they decided to crash on the couch for a few hours, waking every so often to clean each other’s faces. Then Kayla (my daughter) woke from her nap and they've been getting to know each other. I am actually really impressed with how gentle she is being with the kittens, She also found great joy in watching them both eating food from their bowl.
There is only so far one problem with the kittens coming to live here...Pixie, my 17yr old black cat. So far her initial reaction was to sniff Mojo, but when she saw Numair (the black kitten that we decided on at the last minute...cookie if you get the name ref.) she started hissing and growling and then ran behind the couch and only came out once briefly saw the sleeping kittens, hissed some more and went back to hiding/sulking.
Alright, here’s the bit people really want to see, pictures!!!
MOJO!!!

NUMAIR!!!

MOJO & NUMAIR!!!
