I was sitting on the sofa yesterday. Indigo had assumed 'the position'... lying on her back, draped over my rather voluminous belly, so as to maximise tummy rubbing potential. I was rather absentmindedly rubbing her belly whilst giving much of my attention to a re-read of 'Hercule Poirot's Christmas'. And then I felt a little wriggle.
I thought I'd imagined it at first... but then it came again, and again. I watched her belly and there it was, the tiniest movement of a kitten. Awwwwwwwwwwwww!
I guess she's seven weeks now, the kitties are big enough and strong enough to be felt moving about. It was rather lovely. I can't believe that in just over two weeks, we'll have a litter of baby kitties. I really must savour these last few weeks with just Indigo while she's so very cuddly and wanting to be on my lap all the time- I expect she'll be FAR too busy for cuddles after that!
Edited- here's a piccie of Indigo assuming 'the position', the strange cat!
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