Well, I brought Mr. Mustard onto the porch… So I could hopefully gather her kits if she had them outside of the nest box. This was her third litter, and she has been getting worse and worse with the mothering.

Well, I went checking on her every few hours the night she was due. I still missed her babies… She had nine of them! Two were dead when I found her, and the remaining seven I brought inside to try and warm the barely alive kits. Five more of these wound up being dead after about an hour trying to warm them. The last two were put in with Flyte to nurse. However, they were too small to make it and got pushed out of the hair nest Flyte made, and couldn’t nurse right. They lived another day or two before being dead.

Phooey!