:::Knock Wood::: So far, So Good.

Yesterday I decided to let Gabby out of the big dog crate. Part of my reasoning was that there was no way I was going to be able to get close to the kittens while she was still in the crate. She's very hissy and after almost two weeks here, she's no calmer. I also think it's unkind to keep her confined to a small space. She needs to be able to stretch her legs, sharpen her claws, destroy the room...I mean, be able to look out the window.

This afternoon, I found Gabby on top of the dog crate, not too happy to see me. I just talked to her and acted nonchalant. She didn't move. No surprise. I wanted to sit on the floor, near the opening to the dog crate so I could finally handle the kittens. I was grateful Gabby didn't attack me while I was sitting there, messing around with her offspring. I kept thinking that my 30th High School Reunion is on Saturday and I don't want to go to it if my face is full of bloody scratches.

That said, might make for some interesting conversation.

Here's the view from inside the dog crate. Gabby has the craziest markings on her legs! They're beautiful! Too bad she'd rather rip my hand off then let me pet her.

I got to handle the babies! They are so sweet. Just barely 3 weeks old! They do drunk-walk and don't hiss at me! I "think" I have two girls and a boy. The kittens, above are named: Sprinkles and Twinkles.

Here's Pixie.

They're sooooo cute! I'm soooo happy to FINALLY be able to hold them, even if it's only for a few moments. So, here we begin. Another group of kittens. Another attempt to properly socialize them, so they'll be great adoption candidates and a happy, confident member of their new families-to-be.