Tweet Week!

Our boy has a name!!! Little Harry!! He is still fighting strong. When mum and dad were talking about a name last night, they mentioned how they hadn't named a kitten Harry before, because they were waiting for a trio- Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Well, Fate took that as a challenge!
This morning, we got a call from our vet nurse Greta telling us that Harry's brother and sister had been found. It sounds a lot like they were dumped. The man that first found Harry went out to check his garden because he saw someone poking around in his garden. Not only did this person dump the babies, they seperated them in thorny bushes. One of Harry's siblings was found late last night, and the other was found this morning. We are thanking all the stars in the sky that the man made such a thorough search of his garden, despite getting quite cut up by the bushes in the process.

This little kitten cuddling with Harry is his sister. She is quite a striking young ladycat. Her paws and tummy are white.
This is Harry's brother. The boys are nearly the same size, and their sister is a bit bigger. This boy is almost pure white, except for a tiny pale grey smudge on his back. Our good friend on Catster, Leila, who is a kitten genius, told us that the grey smudge on a white kitten can be a sign that the kitten is not deaf, and often fades with age. We found that very interesting.
Harry loves being back with his siblings. He had been snuggling with a Speedy Gonzales toy, but has now transferred his affections. It will be great for him to have other kittens to grow up with.
So, we've got some extra kittens to purr for!
***Update***
Mum and dad have discussed it with me and Suey, and we have names for them all. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley! Mum is not certain that Ron is a boy yet, so in hedging her bets, he might be a Luna Lovegood:P

Our friend Fin has declared this week to be Tweet Week!

Our whole family loves fevvers, but probably in different ways. MOL!

This is a special little budgie boy named Beau. He was our mum's brother's bird, and by all reports, was a super cool guy. He had great colours, and he was very friendly. He liked to run around the desk while mum was doing school work.
This is the bird that lives with Uncle Andy now. His name is Johnny (though there are some pretty strong suspicions Johnny is really a Josephine). He is a lot louder than Beau, who was quite reserved in that area. Johnny likes to sing for his supper!
I like to chase birds. When I was allowed outside before we moved to JAIL, I even caught two, and led mum on a merry chase around the garden. She stole them both from me, checked they were ok and let them go. Traitor. As you can see, I have a rather different feeling for them...


P.S. We made a mistake with Harry's weight. He was weighed at the vet on the dog scales wrapped up in towels. He was 0.20kg, which my mum and the vet nurse, in their hurry to get him home, read as 20grams. He was actually just over 100grams (4ounces) last night. Mum can't believe she thought he was only 20grams- talk about a brain freeze!