We see the funniest things on the webcam, that you would never see when present ‘in the flesh’. So happy I found a way to attach the cameras to the Basement and the Nest using some creative solutions such as Velcro and Master Chef food clamps. It is awesome.
As a for instance:
Mitsy uses her tail to create a bridge between her and the kittens. She keeps an ‘eye’ on them while she sleeps outside the Nest, but with her tail connected. Sometimes she also uses her head or her leg.
When she wants time off, she breaks that bridge. Due to lack of space in Basecamp, she often lies down in the litter box. Just when it is clean, mind you. Smart cookie. The kittens have no idea she is there so they stay together and sleep.
When some of the kittens are outside of the Nest, she keeps an eye on them, but does not fetch them. She did that in the beginning, probably because it was too cold for them to be out there. My thinking is that this is part of feeding them in batches. I read that cats can have up to 8 tits. So if she only has 6, then feeding is tight for all kittens at the same time.
After a good sleep, she joins the kittens, stimulates their genital area to get the excrement out, then usually has some food, goes back to feeding the kittens and the cycle start over. All very intuitive.
Now that we are past the 2 week mark, we can clearly that the kittens are reacting to sound and light. Mitsy intuitively also seems to be aware of this new development, because only now are we starting to hear her ‘talk’ to her brood, whereas she was silent before. Little, sweet prrrrt noises.
She also is starting to play with them. She already holds kittens unwilling to stop for a bathroom break down with her paw, so they cannot move. But now she also holds them just for play. Licking their heads and I saw her ‘kick’ the eldest black kitten with her back legs. Nothing too rough, but I think this qualifies as play. You can see it in her face too. She has lots of facial expressions. We see contentment, sleepiness, alertness, annoyance, shock, fear and a somewhat kind face, when we are round and she feels safe. Without fail, when I sing to her softly, she calms down, blinks and relaxes visibly. Isn’t that just the sweetest thing?