Lovey decided that since I had been gone for several nights, she was going to talk to me all night long. She did, and I didn't get much sleep. Nedi was sprawled on the back of the love seat, with his body and tail stretched out along the top, legs hanging on either side, and his face looking directly at me. If Lovey was't talking to me, Nedi was. It was a noisy night.
This morning, we had breakfast, then I took the bus and cared for Tinkerbell, and then walked Rosie. The kits and I have been reconciling ever since. I do love my kits.