Eugenie has led me a right song and dance over the weekend;I have worried myself sick that she was ill; not at all she is a fussy madam,my teats arent good enough,the temperature is a fraction of a degree too cool, I offered to feed her second instead of first not to mention I was too slow finding her mouth, I really need the patience of a saint. However she is my little purr pot.
Angelica is eating well and is going to be a proper little madam when she grows up already she is the "she who must be obeyed type" she`s mummy angel.
Pushkin is my rock,he`s a greedy little gannet and never complains (except at poo times).
Weighed them this morning
Angelica =286 grams
Eugenie =331 grams
Pushkin = 362 grams
They are 3 weeks old today.