As soon as I woke up that morning, at 8:00 AM, she started pulling fur and nesting. I was sure she was in labor and the babies were on their way.
But then the hours ticked past...she kept pulling fur, and making a nest, but also took hour-long breaks resting and eating and drinking and outlasting the heat.
As soon as it cooled down, she started pulling fur again, and this time, she started pushing and had the babies!
She has 6 healthy, precious little ones. All are alive!
But there's one little baby that isn't doing as well as the others. Gosh it's so TINY! Literally the tiniest baby I've ever had, even out of Cinnamon's litter. It's like as long as my pinky finger.
Since it's so small, it can't get milk from Gracie when she jumps in the box to feed them, because all the healthier, bigger babies are all fighting for the best teat and switching, that the little guy can't even compete. So I've been giving him twice daily one-on-one time with mom and extra feedings. It's been super helpful already, I can tell. After each time he's sleepy and full and has a large tummy. He seems to be doing well.