Kitten Update

Well, it looks like I may have some people to take the kittens, I'm going to keep Mum, here is a picture of them

A Tail of 3 Kittens (free to good homes)

This blog is pretty much posted for the Aussies .
I have been looking after a feral mother cat, and her 3 kittens for the last 3 months.
I first came across her and her newborn kittens when I heard them miaowing in an abandoned building down the road. On investigation, there were 5 of them, about 2 days old.Unfortunately one of them had already died.

I didn't know the house was empty, so I left a note under the door for the owners. I returned the next day, but she had disappeared with 3 of them, leaving one of them behind.
I took him home and called him Edgar Wexman.

Little Edgar Wexman
We fed the little tyke around the clock every 2 hours with special kitten formula, and for 3 weeks he seemed to be thriving, but then unfortunately the poor little bugger abruptly lost weight, and died. It broke my heart.

In the meanwhile I found the mum , still at the house, and started feeding her everyday.
She became extremely attached to me, would sit in my lap purring, follow me everywhere and tried to call the 3 kittens to me, but not being around people, they were totally wild.

This went on for the next 2 months, and then we trapped mum and the kittens and brought them home. The plan being, keep them in my basement, domesticate them, and re-home the kittens, and de-sex and keep Mum (who I have called Petal).

Unfortunately Petal clawed her way through the fortifications I made to the room they were in, and moved them into the underneath inaccessible part of the basement.

So there they were, living in my basement, running away every time they saw me, getting wilder and wilder, shoving themselves into bits of brickwork I didn't know were there, escaping through tiny holes into the back of the house , falling down between the double brick work in the walls (we had to sledge hammer one of them out) and peeing and crapping everywhere.

Then the basement flooded in the heavy rain, they were trapped on islands of old furniture, surrounded by a foot of water. I had to leave the door open to try and dry it out, which I didn't think would be a problem, as I have done it before and they always stayed where mum and the food was.
Then Petal decided she didn't like the wet smelly digs (I cant blame her) and moved the whole family back down the bloody road to the original abandoned building.

So this is where we are now , I am feeding them again everyday. I am going to trap them again in the next few days, which brings me to point of this blog.
I desperately need to find homes for them.
They are really cute, black and white, getting less timid, very healthy, fat and fluffy.
I am trying to get photos of them to post.
There is a little girl who I have called Sandy, she is the boldest out of all of them, and will let me pick her up. The 2 boys, Randy & Andy, are bigger and more timid.
If they are taken while they are this young, they will settle down once they are with people, as they already let me sit with them while they are eating.
I have rung up every cat place I can think of to take them, but as they are really timid, all they say is they will put them down.

I am running out of options with them, and getting desperate.

So, if anyone wants them, please email me at: notwhatitseems1@gmail.com and I will arrange for them to be picked up.

Thanks
Enigma