Getting Back on Track

Emily's feeling much better now. She was still very poorly all day Saturday, but much improved yesterday and today is nearly back to her old self again, save for a sore throat. Took the kittens to the vets (again) on Saturday morning; the vet thinks it was colitis. The recommendation was to starve them for the rest of Saturday (oh, the anguish!) and to start a course of what appears to be the
animal equivalent of kaolin & morphine, to line the intestines and hopefully give everything a chance to settle and heal.
We're six doses down the line now, and they seem absolutely fine. Three doses each to go. I've only just today perfected the art of getting the stuff out of the syringe/plunger thingy and down their mouths, mind you. Most of the other doses I'm sure have ended up more over me than in the kitties' tummies! Although Juliet, bless her, will lick hers off the syringe. More than can be said for Romeo who hisses, spits and generally goes rather psycho. Fortunately he seems to forgive us seconds later!

So, Saturday was spent with Emily and Daddy doing jigsaws, and snuggled up watching the telly, whilst I tried to crack on with the Press Association and BBC deadlines. Sunday Emily spent some time on ebay bidding for collars for the kittens for when they eventually go out, and a clicker. Found this book: Clicker Training Your Cat which looks very interesting.
They're too teeny for it at the moment, but we'll give it a go in a few months time, I reckon. It was nice and hot yesterday afternoon, so we also spent some time in the garden and Emily was back in her paddling pool - it's amazing how that always helps with a miraculous recovery, lol.
Emily's Jackie Chan fascination continues. She and Jon have been watching a documentary DVD about how he works, which has been fascinating. She's getting very knowledgeable about the various martial arts, the history of them, and filmaking stunts - even though she expresses that "no way!!!!!!!" does she want to actually learn any of them, lol.

Oooh yes, Emily just reminded me that I must say about the suckling, rofl. Both kittens keep following Emily about purring like mad and wanting to suckle. It's soooo sweet! When they're in that mood they just burrow down, down, down into your clothes and knead with their paws and schnuffle, lick and mouth like mad. Little sweeties were too young to have left their Mummy really, I think, but I hope we're being reasonable substitutes - they're certainly getting masses of love and attention!
This morning I took Grandad to the GP whilst Jon got absolutely soaked to the skin in several trips to the post office, and Emily made some more Tudor bitty dolls and created some lovely designs on her Hama Bead design software. Must. Get. Work. Back. On. Track. And. "Education". Too.

Photos from top to bottom: kittens asleep in their now-favourite sleepy place, the arm of the settee; Emily sharing a moment with Juliet up on her bed over the weekend; Romeo asks "How am I supposed to get that??"; But it didn't take them long to figure out that the "Toy Tree" was a fun place to be; Juliet asks "But WHY can't I sleep in the litter tray somtimes?"