This is the first part of the story of four kittens who were born in our wardrobe here in Doha, Qatar, two weeks ago. Their mother is a black feral who took a shine to us when we moved here, ok, she knew a soft touch when she saw one :-) The father is a local boy who's also jet black and is part of her regular posse.
I moved the kittens out of the wardrobe when they were about 10 days old and into a large box in the same room. MotherCat has been happy so far. She's doing a great job, the kittens are growing quickly they're spotlessly clean, chubby, squirmy and they all have their eyes open. They are trying to stand, they get up on all fours and sway backwards and forwards. One is more aggressive than the others and tries to hiss when s/he is picked up.
I moved the kittens out of the wardrobe when they were about 10 days old and into a large box in the same room. MotherCat has been happy so far. She's doing a great job, the kittens are growing quickly they're spotlessly clean, chubby, squirmy and they all have their eyes open. They are trying to stand, they get up on all fours and sway backwards and forwards. One is more aggressive than the others and tries to hiss when s/he is picked up.
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