What a night! A feeding at 7 p.m., 10 p.m., 12 midnight, 3 a.m., 5 a.m., and 8 a.m. The kittens eat, but have no way to keep warm. At the feeding times they would get full, only to meow, meow, meow, because they were cold.
Each feeding, Patrick would have the milk warmed and we'd take turns feeding the hungry mouths, then try to hold them tightly to warm them up.
Neither of us is a mother cat, so cleaning them was basically impossible. The stink from the kittens would soon become unbearable, so we had no other choice than to let nature take care of the little babies.
We tried :(
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