Since I was a young mankitten, I have had problems with cat acne on my chin. I'm a good boy letting my mum clean my chin, but I still get it. This week, my acne turned into an abscess. I had to let my mum clip my chin and then clean out the abscess, then went to the vet for an antibiotic injection. I did not approve of any of it.
For now, I'm feeling a bit sorry for myself. Hopefully the weekend will be better!From the mum:
Fui was a very very good boy, and even though it was very uncomfortable for him and a bit scary, he didn't scratch or go for the bite. He is a very gentle tabbyman. When he realised that his v-e-t friend had liver treats, he forgot that he was out of his comfort zone and spent the rest of the appointment trying to do his high five trick for treats. His wound will have to be cleaned twice a day for the next week, and so far he is not fighting it too hard. He really is a very nice cat.
She loves having alone cuddles with me. While she was having an extra snack with me, do you know what my boys were doing?
They were all hanging out in the litterbox! My babies are three weeks old now, and are growing up so much. They have started to use the litterbox on their own, which my foster mum gets crazy excited over. They are also much more mobile and are starting to totter around strongly.
I'm going to be as big as this?!
And Lishy is trying to destroy them! He has been ripping the sides off and then runs away with the bits of paper. At this rate, our boxes will have disintegrated soon.
This leaves us with one conclusion...
Lily is my special girl. She is a tortie just like me, and is the smallest of my babies. We like to have snuggle time together, and sometimes I will bring her out of the plastic container my babies have as a bed into my squishy bed, but leave the boys behind!
As well as my squishy bed and the plastic container I sleep in with my babies, I have another cardboard box that I like to rest in. It's good to have options. 
The little black and white boy has been named after Suey's special friend from Catster. This is Benny.
The love their milkbar time, and line up together.
Dahlia enjoys feeding time too, and will purr away and knead the air as the babies have their dinner.
She really seems to enjoy being a mummy, and is taking great care of her babies.
Dahlia has been eating and toileting really well herself, too.
Only two kittens have names so far, as we are yet to confirm genders. This is little Lily Sparrow, who looks just like her mama.
The dark kittens are the first ones to start opening their eyes.
Dahlia is settling in well. She is very friendly. The people who brought her in didn't think cats that small (we think she is still a youngin' herself) could get pregnant. When Dahlia started getting bigger, they thought she just had worms. Dahlia gave birth in a dog kennel on the Monday night, and her sister gave birth in the same kennel on the Tuesday. That same day they were taken to the shelter.
