Sunday, November 29, 2015
Needless to say, they freaked out. Which means they hid. Cyclone is conflicted in these situations because it seems that kittens hide waiting for their mother to find them. So when I found her, I easily enticed her out with baby food, picked her up and took her back upstairs. When left by herself in the bathroom, however, she was quite upset and was mewing up a storm (so to speak). This was the first time I had heard her mew.
He joined the exploration of downstairs and I found him hiding in the laundry room behind the dryer. I put a carrier on one end of his escape route and went to the other side. He chose the carrier. So I took him upstairs to join his sister.