We're in trouble now

The kittens have finally gotten their land legs and they've started exploring their surroundings in earnest. So far, four of them have taken to wandering all over the bedroom. Two are Stripes and Wooly Bear and the other two are of the as yet nameless bunch. We have to be very careful opening the door 'cause the little buggers can be anywhere. We've caught them exploring the door hinges and trying to see if they can get under the door to see what's in the Great Outside where people come from.

Poor Izzy. It was bad enough having to deal with seven when they were pretty much immobile, but now . . . No wonder she wants to spend so much time in the Great Outside where the seven aren't. She's happy leaving them alone for a couple of hours while she eats and sleeps.

The Prodigal Son sent me this photo he took of Izzy and the brood. That's Miss Bette Davis she's holding while the rest are nursing. He took the photo with his phone a couple of weeks ago but he didn't send it to me until yesterday.