Now that it is technically winter the kittens have got very hungry. They are now on breakfast, morning tea, afternoon tea and dinner - I think that I may be one of the vet's best customers for posh food (Young Desexed Female
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They burn it off by rushing about chasing each other, the Brush Turkey feathers and ping-pong balls (I have had to lay in a stock of the latter because they keep on losing them
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Apart from that I have a feral mouse inside which comes out at night - it tends to dive into a container of plastic bags, making loud rustling noises. It is Blackberry's first port of call when I let them out of the laundry in the morning - she sniffs it suspiciously
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