When I tuck the boys away at night and during the day for naps, it always is such a disappointment for Wylla. She'll wait by the door, and when I pass by, she will let out a little cry that ends with a question mark.
She seems to be asking "Now? Is is time for them to come out now?"
Just like the last batch, as she's gotten to know them better, she's become more affectionate. They started out as curiosities and as playmates, and now she's spending more time bathing and snuggling with the boys. They love and seek her attention.
Fielding will brush against her, walk under her belly, then come out between her front legs and rub the top of his head on her chin. She'll give him a few licks as he passes under her. We call this the "Kitten Carwash".
Bart isn't as subtle and just throws his body agains hers, drops to the floor, and surrenders to her for his grooming. He'll stay there until he's soggy and every hair on his body has been smoothed in one direction. He will object to an ear cleaning on occasion, but otherwise, it's bliss for Bart.
The boys both weigh two pounds now, which means their chapter with us will soon be ending.
I think it's going to be hard for all of us to say farewell to these two special boys, but it may be especially hard for Wylla. She loves those little guys.
And they love her.