Izaac at Camp Stanhope this week.

On the left is a picture of the three remaining orphan kitties at our house, taking over the older cats' beds (Noel's in this case). The runt was having some major breathing problems again the day before yesterday, so I read some info online, and sprayed a little saline up its nose. It seems to have done wonders for her breathing! She wasn't even eating and of course, it was Sunday, or I'd have been calling our favorite vet.

The other picture is Alex and his dad, (great-uncle to Izaac) kissing Izaac on Sunday of party-week. Izaac visiting this week, and he is VERY interested in the kittens. Sometimes he's really gentle, and sometimes, not-so-much. But at 14 1/2 months, he's probably pretty normal with them. He's got a little bit of a cold, but it doesn't seem to bother him much.

This is John relaxing Monday with the three kittens after their first trip to the V-E-T. They are doing okay, except for their ear mites, so dear Dr. Stribe gave them their first distemper shot, and put some stuff in their ears and on their backs to prevent more mites (and other bugs/heartworms). The only real tragedy we had for the party (besides forgetting to serve a few other veggies and dips and condiments and baked beans) happened before the party.

On Wednesday morning when I got up "Mrs. 8:30" (momma to 6 kittens, 3 who have other 'forever' homes and 3 who are now in OUR house) was laying deceased under the pine tree in back. Some animal had killed her in the night (we didn't hear anything) and she had apparently fought to let the kittens escape. Two were up the pine tree and one came out from the garage/dog door.

So we got the three into the house and haven't even spent much time with them yet, but they seem to warming to us (only one was a little 'skittish', and she isn't so much now) very quickly. Out oldest cat, the (witchy) Queen (who whapped one last night when it got too close, but not severely) seems to be having the hardest time with the new ones. The other two pretty much avoid them. Bogie is starting to act a little curious about them, as long as they don't interrupt his dinner!

This is a shot of most of the family at the Watermelon Day parade. From front left is: (Uncle) Pat Montag, (Aunt) Mary Montag, (John's mom) Jean Walker, and (Uncle) David Montag. Second row: Don and Ann Smalley, Fumi Montag, me, Peggy Montag (Boomer's wife), Kathy Hutchinson (John's sister), Samantha Walker (our daughter), Seth Montag (Boomer and Peggy's son) and Pat Montag (Boomer and Anne Weber's mom and Seth's grandma). Third row: John D. Montag (Uncle Pat's son, John's cousin), John Walker, Anne and James Weber, Boomer Montag (John's cousin, David and Pat's son), and Mick Hutchinson (Kathy's hubby). I think Maria and Claire were taking this picture because they aren't in it.