Smudge is visiting, along with his person. He gets big cat privaleges, although he thinks that includes getting on the table. He has not checked out the kittens; he sometimes follows the cats about. Commie is horribly offended, Nora is okay with it, Snuggles runs away.
The kittens all have open eyes, as of this morning. They went with me to a rehearsal because with the scheduled 3 hours plus 1+ hour commute each way, plus their frequent problems, I wanted to keep tabs on them. They did fine with a meal before and after the rehearsal. They were ready for another meal before reaching home, but they survived without starving.