The last of the four kittens went off of the bottle tonight. In the baby bottle sense, not the whiskey sense. ;)
Well, of course he didn't succumb to my cooing and encouraging, my heating up the formula to where it was warm and appealing, trying to get him to drink from the saucer ALL WEEK...no. He randomly started lapping out of another kitten's saucer while I was working on the computer late this afternoon. Such a cat.
No matter-- I'm freeeeee!!!