They are doing well, nursing most of the time. They are fat and their coats glisten like seal fur. I love how their coats look at this age. Little boogers that they are, they do wiggle lots when I pick them up. I have already started the rubbing their chests when they are on their backs in my hands. That calms them right down.
OK. The Old Curmudgeon is being called back to work by her conscience and other things! I'll get more onto the blog soon. Fat babies unite at the milk bar!
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