But enough with the depressing stuff! Kittens!!!!!
|That's River having a rest after delivering three of the five kittens. Khaleesi is her sister, just hanging out giving kitty support. It was the most adorable thing ;_;|
|I have nicknamed this one Fatty, because he's the biggest of the litter. Nicknamed in my head, blates. Apparently people like to name their own cats, whatevs.|
|Aunty Khaleesi stepping up to help feed the kittens. Albeit rather uselessly.|
|Sorry about the quality of this one, I swear I didn't take it with a potato. LOOK AT HIS WITTLE FACE!|
|RAWRR I'M A TIGER!|
|Oh, all right. I'm a kitten. WHATCANISMELL?|
So yeah, kittens happened.
Going through their birth with River was damaging. For me. Cats come out in embryonic sacs, so from where I was looking all I could see was River birthing a gloopy, inky black, shiny shadow that might or might not have been destined to go kill a gay pretender to the throne. But no, she ripped that sucker open and out came a kitty. Then Khaleesi ate the first placenta for her, while I dry-heaved. That wasn't pretty, y'all..
Don't worry, though! River got her fair share of veiny, thick placenta as well, since there's one per kitten.
They're a week old now, and I've just moved the nest from the spare room to our room where I can keep a better eye on them as they grow up a bit. There will be more kitty pictures as and when they decide to pose prettily for me.
THINGS I SAW ON THE INTERNET THIS WEEK
Look at this. Just look at it:
|Everything in moderation... Hurr hurr hurr|
My God, I would eat all of those delicious little bastards.
|I want to be your friend, Zooey Deschanel.|
WORD, ZD. Getting up and waking up is hard. We should really just all zombie-walk around and bump affectionately into each other until we feel capable of more complex interations.
And finally, before I climb back into bed for an hour (What? It's 8am on a Saturday, don't judge me) I will leave you with a NICE THOUGHT, because I am NICE like THAT: