We All Need Caressing

Doudou the cat left the cardboard box to eat a morsel then jumped up on my lap for a few minutes rest from feeding and caring for the little one and to enjoy a few caresses herself, after which she went around the back of the settee to do a bit of wandering that turned out to be scouting, looking around she climbed through a box, nosed into a corner before returning to it sizing it up. It looks as though the box they are in is a bit cramped, the other one being wider with room to move, she came back, tried to get a grip on her progeny who began screaming, it wasn't working, she looked up at me, miaowed, I understood, picked the little one up and took it to the other wider box where I placed it, followed by Doudou who settled in beside her. She's been out since, looking up at me, so I thought I'd test her by moving the kitten very slightly away from the box, her reaction was swift, this time she managed to grab hold of it first time by the scruff of its neck, both of them returning to their new more comfortably suited living quarters. I think this mothering is hard work, she's back on my lap for a caress leaving her baby alone in slumber for a moment, she's not yet fully grown herself, but she seems to be more than coping, up to now giving her all her time; there's no squealing as yet, I imagine that she will rush straight back once it starts which it inevitably will.