Eleven days old and eyes not quite opened yet. The pictures are much more blurry than I’d like–
but we were nearly frantic to get them before Dali came and snatched the babies out of our hands. Which she is more than happy to do if they make the slightest peep.
She’s kind of a weird mom. She acts like she doesn’t trust us AT ALL.
As if we’ve ever gobbled up any of her babies before.
Sheesh.
So our quest is to hold them as much as we can without them setting off the alarm bells…
which then triggers mama, and she comes running. Seriously. One meow and it’s all over. If we don’t put it back in the box she will take it herself. It’s nuts.
Oh, yeah. We didn’t make it. Party’s over. Here comes mama.
Little nark.
