I slept in the bedroom last night! With six kittens in there, what was I thinking? Towards about 2:00 a.m. I felt like Gulliver in Lilliput being held captive by small critters- even the bottle babies, once they figured out that Mom was in the room- came up to sleep with me. I slept with one eye opened, so afraid that I would crush a small one. I barely moved. Then Jordan came out from under the bed and she joined the group although from a distance. Every time a kitten got close to her she growled and I had to play referee and matchmaker and tell her to hush, that they were babies and they may be annoying at times but they were not a threat.

Sofia has decided that right by my left ear is the BEST place to sleep regardless of how many times I tried to discourage her. Lacey wants on my neck with her butt near my nose (a privilege to other cats not so much to us humans) As for Cagney, I must have brought a small mouse with me to bed and it burrowed under my armpit because she spent a large part of the morning digging at my armpit and trying to go after it. The three bottle babies- now one month old slept on my legs. I am still amazed they climbed all the way up the blanket to join the others, but I guess they figured there must be some sort of food fest up there.

When I finally did fall asleep- it was from pure exhaustion and this morning, all the kitties were cuddled around jordan so go figure. Guess she is mom now. I looked at her expression and grinned. It looked like she was saying to me “If you can’t beat em- join em!”