Todd & The Purple Germ

Life is quiet with the kittens. Their bellies are getting bigger Their eyes are doing well, except I found a new one tonight, so not off the hook on that one.
Of course it was just after I told Vet Tech Sue that all eyes looked fine. Then I went to the kitten box to handle the only one I hadn't picked up before she called and EWWWW, another eye to doctor.
*Sigh*
I swear I'm washing my hands every 5 minutes around here.

Todd, isolated from Torts and kittens for eating her wet food, is getting more and more friendly. I'm all he's got right now. Besides, I have that big comfy bed he gets to lay around in all day while I'm at work.

Right after my last post, I went to sit in a comfy chair.

He really likes this toy

Todd was eyeballing me from another crevasse beside a living room chair (who knew I craved crevasses in my living spaces?). So, I picked up the feathers on a stick and started playing with him. We only played for a few minutes before he came over and nudged my hand.
Then he looked up at me with a distinct expression of "love me."
So, I picked him up. He lay on my lap while I pet him and scratched his head. He purred rather loudly too.
This would be when I found out Todd drools his contentment. That's soooo special! Seriously, it's like turning on a tap.

Anyway, last night we played with the purple sperm on a rope for quite a while. At one point, he got the string wound around his back paw effectively tying the purple sperm to his foot.

Well, what would you call it?

I laughed till I cried watching him trying to get that purple thing off his foot. I laughed so hard I couldn't help him because he wouldn't let me near him. I haven't laughed like that in front of him before.
So, Todd and I may be bonding.

Out in the sunroom, Torts stays well back in the box. She too likes head scratches, but she just can't get a break from those kittens! She's not fond of me picking them up and pissing them off with the eye treatments either. Last night I went in just to say good night and she started growling as soon as I opened the door! So, I said good night from the doorway and left her alone. I get why she was mad. I make the kittens cry. I would growl... actually, I do growl when people make my kids cry and the young one is 27.
But we were friends again this afternoon and the kittens didn't cry this time. Not even the little tyke I had to really doctor.
I have a sister coming to visit this week. I may not blog much while she's here. I'll try to keep up with some photos for you though.