Looking after the kittens is like having a wee baby again. Feeds during the night, encouraging them to wee (they don't know how to and have to be stimulated) and giving them company and warmth. I slept downstairs yesterday, so I didn't disturb Nick and woke this morning with the three kittens nestled by me - one under my chin and two curled up on the pillow.

The children returned to school and the cottage was terribly quiet. I miss them and wish the holidays had ended on a happier note. Nick is still at home though, so we still had each other (and three kittens, two cats and a dog...)