Pru and Phoebe have now both gone, breaking my heart as they went. They are both beautiful, loving girls and I know they are going to bring much joy and happiness with their new families. I am already missing them so much and feel like part of me went when they did.

At 95 days of age, we have now come to the end of Tia's Kitten Diary. I would like to thank those of you who have been following the diary, from the beginning, starting with Tia's Pregnancy Diary, and hope that you have enjoyed reading it and following the Charmed Ones progress, as much as I have enjoying creating it. I would also like to thank my vet, Andy Garton, for his wonderful care of my girls, and all the new owners: Mark, Louise & Jade (Paige & Piper); Jacqueline (Pru) and Ian & Mary (Phoebe). I know that each of you have been following the diary and I do hope it has helped to make you feel that you have been involved right from the start. It's been such a great time, filled with much happiness but also filled with heartbreak and sadness. There were times when I would wonder why on earth I was doing this, however, those times didn't last for long. Like all breeders we had our share of difficulties but on the whole, it all went fairly smoothly. When I look back now, there's not a thing I would have done differently and I think about the times when we were in tears, and the times that our babies were creating havoc in the house, or when they were in my arms, just purring away and sleeping. I have been so very lucky to have been able to share my life with Charmed Ones for the last 13 weeks. Each girl has a very special place in my heart and will never be forgotten.

It's a horrible day today as it's my last day with our 2 remaining Charmed Ones. I keep going upstairs to give them cuddles and have little chats with them. It's going to be so incredibly quiet once they are gone. Part of the day was spent finalising all the paperwork for their new owners, as well as moving some stuff back into the kitchen! I know that the girls have absolutely no idea of what will be happening to them tomorrow and it's all going to seem very strange and probably quite scary for them. Pru will be leaving me in the morning and Phoebe will be leaving me in the afternoon so I think by about 4pm I will just be left with my Little Warriors. We went out for fish and chips last night, and as usual, I did a kitten "head count" before walking out the door. I then discovered to my horror that neither girl could be found. After standing in the hallway and listening, I heard some little cries from opposite ends of the house so I did some investigating to find that poor Phoebe had been shut in our bedroom, whereas darling Pru had been shut in our daughter's bedroom. Both girls came running out of their respective rooms as soon as the doors were opened and they were rather pleased to be back with the general population.

Both girls were in a very playful, active mood today. Every time I went upstairs they were either chasing each other, carrying their toys around, or were clinging to me, trying to trip me up. They also spent the day trying to get into the downstairs part of the house as every time I opened the door, they were trying to barge through. This normally wouldn't be a problem, but due to the work going on in the kitchen, there are doors open and the risks are too much that I could lose them. Poor Pru is still trying to climb up the bed curtains and is still getting nowhere. When she gives up, she then comes and snuggles under the duvet with me and just purrs away. Phoebe was having play fights with all the Orientals today. She was in one of those moods where anything that moves is prey. It's just as well the Ori's give as good as they get!

Tia now appears to have gotten over the loss of the missing babies (how quickly they forget) but Phoebe and Pru are keeping her fairly busy with their activities so it's not too bad. Phoebe is actually getting even more demanding now and you truly can not walk past that baby without stopping to pat her because she tells you off if you don't. Pru on the other hand is guaranteed to be the cause of a major accident as the little darling is constantly under my feet. It doesn't matter where I walk, she clings to me and how she has managed not to send me flying down the stairs I truly do not know. Both girls still go tearing into the bathroom chasing each other and then jumping in the bath tub. Also, whenever I open the front door now, both girls sit there waiting to see what is happening so I do have to be really careful with them both. Pru was trying to climb up the curtains on our bed yesterday only to find that she isn't as light as Calisto, so after going a few inches, she fell back down onto the bed which she wasn't overly impressed about.