Not a lot of talk in the press about what's underneath the East Wing: the bunker / PEOC.

The babies have hit the age where they follow me all around like little ducklings.

Today is their first day here so the agenda is simple: food, warmth, and probably a face bath for the little Siamese girl. Despite the dirt, they appear healthy but I may have to bottle feed / wean the Siamese girl. She's not eating.

They will be fixed, microchipped, and vaccinated.

If you know anyone in the Coachella Valley (CA) who needs a couple of kittens, I'm your Huckleberry.

The youngest needed to be bottle fed, the oldest was a terrified feral kitten. I had to partition my house into various quarantine areas. Everyone survived.

If you're wondering about the sheer volume of kittens, my local shelter had a very bad day a few weeks ago. 50 underage kittens were turned in within a few hours. I took 5 litters, some with upper respiratory infections, one with pneumonia.

I have a little neuro kitten who may be harder to place. Such a sweet thing. Her name is Corkscrew and her whole body twists to the left. Tiny body, huge purr.

The babies are just about 2.5 weeks old now. They are growing so fast.

But who will play the blue tarp?

The story, for those interested:

www.seditionists.com/sovcitkane.pdf

To be released in June.

Ears and eyes are now open and they are just starting to crawl. Mostly, they just roll over and flail like helpless turtles.