Beatrix and babies are doing fine. These pictures are a few days old. The bunnies are even bigger and cuter now. Yesterday I seperated the babies to a new cage near enough Trix could still see them. Last night as I was just falling asleep I heard a thumping noise from the sunroom where the Bunnies reside. It was Trix lifting the top of her crate and letting it fall. I knew there would be no sleep for me until I returned the babies. Being a mother myself I felt bad for Trix. So, off I went to return the little ones and there was no more noise in the night.
I had forgotten how much work kittens are. We adopted two little ones this week. They are both supposed to go to Brittney's new house, but...... well Jack and I are scheming to keep the puffy gray one we call " Ashes". Shhh ... Dad might hear. The striped one is full of energy. She reminds me of a cat Brittney had a few years ago named Tabby. I am calling her Cinders for now. She is a food thief and can climb everywhere. They are very well socialized except when they eat together. Then there is much growling and ear scratching. 
Morgan of course loves the kitties.
Jack is still not sure. He is learning to play with them . 
