I dropped by the shelter twice yesterday to check in on the kittens. Nothing had really changed much, and everyone still weighed the same.
Wee Willard was happy to see me and jumped up when I said hello. I took him out of the cage and held him in front of my face to take a good look at the boy. He stretched out his arms and kneaded my nose.
I spent some time holding Monroe and Bess. They were both happy to receive some affection and purred in my arms.
I returned them all to their cage, closed the door and told them "you better eat!" Wee Willard jumped off the box he was perched upon and stuck his nose in the bowl of crunchies. Just a coincidence, I'm sure.
When I came back later that day, all of the Trimbles were eating. That's a great sign. Hopefully when I swing by today, they'll be doing the same.
So, no huge improvements, but no set-backs either. I talked to the doctor and she said as soon as they start putting on weight, they can come home.
Fingers crossed that will happen soon.