After some drama, I caved and took the kittens to the vet today. Their nicknames are McScreamy and Stubby (guess which ones is in better shape :P), and McScreamy managed to poo all over my white shirt at the vet.
I left with antibiotics and eye drops, and at the moment have two kittens curled up in my lap. I asked about separating them from Chai, as I haven't seen her nurse or be with them in 2 days, and the vet said in a scoffing tone "well, if you were home with them all day...", &huzzah, I have no life, so I can try to warm them up as they were both somewhat cold.
McScreamy eats like a fiend and is nuts. Stubby has a short tail that the vet guesses was amputated sometime after birth and is not doing so well. It's been a gradual decline into the world of not-crying-because-my-lungs-are-full-of-crap.
The most amazing/hilarious thing for me, of the last few days, was Chai doing her normal "Ha! I got out! Now I shall scare everyone away!" and going nose to nose with Emmet who just hissed back at her and refused to get up. He so thinks he owns all other cats :)
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