I'm pretty sure.  I scooped him up and lifted his tail, which he did
*not* appreciate.  So he is now officially Hubert.  If I am mistaken
and he becomes officially Clementine, I will post an update.  ;-)

Hubert is still afraid of me and has taken up residence behind the
couch.  He does come out to play and explore often - I'd forgotten
just exactly what those Kitten Crazies are like, and am very, very
thankful that Tallulah is here to play with him.  At 19 days, he is
climbing the furniture and leaving little trails of fire on the carpet
as he zooms around.  I believe we have a hoolikitten on our hands.

Tallulah is still very anxious, pacing and crying at the door quite a
bit.  I have been letting her out (and going with her) for short
periods every few hours.  She comes right back, since Hubert is
inside, but what she wants is to go and take him with her.  *sigh*
She is such a sweet girl, though, that crying at the door is the
extent of her protests at her sudden confinement.

I am letting Tallulah out mostly because she hasn't a clue what the
litterbox is for.  I am hoping that when Hubert learns, she will too.
When Mike was a kitten he figured it out when I cleaned up his tiny
little kittenpoop and put it in the litterbox, put him in there with
it, and took his little paw and scratched to cover it.  You could just
see the little lightbulb going on over his head.  I am supposing I
will do the same with Hubert, unless anyone has any better idea?

I stayed home from the office today to try to settle them in, but
tomorrow DH has hearings and I have to go to the dentist, and they
will have to be alone for a while.  The fact that we should be getting
fallout from one hurricane and one tropical storm may help; it will be
*terrible* kitty weather and they may be glad to be inside, but I am
just hoping that the house will still be here in its entirety when I
get back.   :-)

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Krista