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We are off to steal kittens! I shall report on how the raid went when we return.

The Kitten Liberation Front reports a successful outcome. The dog is DEEPLY unhappy about the arrival of two balls of fur - clearly designed by God to be chased and eaten - swanning about the sitting room as if they owned it. There is only so much heart-rending whimpering I can put up with, so the kittens have been assigned Bexy's bedroom (STRICT locked door policy) until we can find homes for them.

They were liberated in a desperate action from the owner of a posh restuarant near here, who is one of those people who should have a lifetime restraining order preventing them from owning animals, because of their congenital failure to recognise that ANIMALS ARE NOT THINGS. The kittens were being kept in a tiny room, with no heating, no windows, no furniture and kitten crap all over the floor, and were just left there while the owners went away on holiday. The babysitter, who was supposed to feed them, alerted the mutual friend to the situation, and we hatched a plan which involved nicking them and then pretending one of the cleaners had accidentally left the door open(the room is used to store cleaning materials). We don't think they'll get replacement kittens, because they've already discovered that they're so boring they might as well be shut away.

Say what you like about the unreliability of teh internetz, but when it comes to looking up what to do with rescued animals, they are made of win. A couple of years ago I managed to hand rear a wild baby hare, thanks to an obscure website that explained how to feed them powdered cat milk and fennel tea through a syringe (they have very delicate digestive systems and cat milk is the only thing they can tolerate). And now, when I was getting worried that the little boy cat had spent all afternoon with us without once operating his plumbing system, I found out that you can stimulate kittens to crap by rubbing their little tummies and wiping their genitalia and bottoms with wet cotton wool. So I did this, and my mother cat impression worked perfectly. We popped him in the litter tray straight afterwards and he immediately produced a steaming pile of smelly stuff.

I know it's an lj cliche, but I think I am going to have to put up a picture of them, because they are So Bloody Sweet. Also of the dog, so she doesn't feel left out.