They were perfect little darlings through the whole trip. As always, I feel like Santa when I take them to their new foster home. These little guys are about 4-5 weeks old. I can't help but wonder if there's a Mom cat who is frantically looking for them.
Much to my delight, I logged onto Facebook when I got home and saw an "After" picture of these guys that must've been taken 1 hour after they arrived:
Do you see the halos over their heads? Neither do I, but I'm sure they're there somewhere. Pretty soon, they'll be sprouting horns. :)
I'll have some updates tomorrow and will probably be back at the shelter for another rescue. I'm still so sick...hard to believe it's day #8 of feeling like crap. David and I went to the walk-in clinic last night for antibiotics. I have a feeling that this is just a virus that's going to have to run it's course.
Fortunately, there's nothing like the smell of fresh cat poop in your car to clear your sinuses.