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Dec 10, 2012

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Cat

OMGosh! They're adorable!!! Eeeeek! I don't blame you a bit ... you should definitely keep her :) And, you got such great shots! It's going to be a good day :)

Leslee

Sylvie definitely looks like trouble.

Roberta

Yes, Sylvie is most definitely trouble. She is the bravest, she is the scout. She always goes first. Maybe she's a he, I don't know. I really don't know that we can keep Sylvie. I claimed her on impulse, and really, I rather prefer the tabby.

Roberta

The photos were taken through a window and screen from a ways away. I'm surprised they came out as well as they did - it took some photo enhancement but hey, that's what we've got this terrific software for, isn't it! They must be early risers. I checked their food bowl this morning and it's empty already.

Grace Peterson

She looks exactly like a Sylvie! How precious. I hope and pray you can rescue the little darlings. Poor mama. Please keep us posted.

Roberta

I thought so too, Grace! When my mind made a name for her I thought she was meant to keep. We'll see. They are very wild and although they look tiny, I suspect they are about 8 weeks old. They become independent very quickly.

Katina

Good Luck! I hope you put out something for them to hide in tonight.

Roberta

We talked about it Katina, but they live under the next door neighbor's house and I think it's probably warmer under there than anything that we could have provided them with. I did make plenty of food available so they have some calories to burn. Maybe full bellies will be some comfort in this chilly weather.

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