Chochi popped out two more on Friday afternoon.
Seriously I'm unimpressed with these four legged little beasts.
They bop around as if they are drunk.
This is the runt (a little girl).
This is the boy, and if he survives the strangle-hold, he'll be a big one!
This is male handler introducing the little boy to his older siblings, who seem preoccupied at the moment.
Saturday was laundry day. They ended up in the laundry basket after the clothes were on the line.
Here's where you can see the difference in size. The (white) boy is most definitely bigger than his (dark) sister.
The handlers are using a cat carrier as a temporary home while they finish a small corral under the barn overhang. There were some benefits to having Momma Chochi take care of her own...in that she could take on the foxes that prowl the farm. The downside is that there was never any leftover milk. Now the handlers are full time kidsitters and have been bottle feeding the newborns. When the kids are not napping in the crate, they are usually chasing after at least one of the handlers.
They still can't climb trees, they can't catch rodents, they can't chase foxes. Let me be the kidsitter and I'll show them a thing or two!
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