I’m not sure what the kittens weighed when I trapped them.  Ruby (the obvious smallest) and Delta (not sure if she or Floyd is larger, but it’s probably Floyd) volunteered to be weighed today.  I used the subtraction method.  The scale we have here measures in half-pound increments, so there’s a significant chance for error in rounding.  Ruby weighs two pounds.  Delta weighs three and a half pounds.  Using Ruby and Delta as a gauge, Rossie is probably close to three pounds, and Floyd is probably around three and a half to four pounds. I suspect they’ve doubled in size since I captured them.

Delta is the best medicine taker of any cat I’ve ever had to give medicine to.  She doesn’t really want to do it, but she easily opens her mouth and takes the eyedropper contents without complaint.  I haven’t heard her cough for at least a day and a half, so maybe it’s doing some good.  Or the virus has run it’s course.  Either way, I’m happy to not hear her cough.  Natasha has a chronic cough, and it’s troubling to hear.

Rossie isn’t disappearing into her carrier as quickly as she used to when we’re around the crate, and I opened and closed the door a couple of times a few minutes ago, and she stayed lounging on top of the carrier.  This is a huge step forward for her.

Delta, Floyd, and Ruby are all accepting holding time with hubby now, so they’re dealing well with more than just me.  Delta just played with my fingers through the bars of the crate for several minutes and sought out more play time that way. Floyd and Ruby will do that to a lesser extent.

They all love their little crackle fish.  I’m going to have to find some more of those.