Good News: The calico and the tuxy kittens are healthy and fine.
Bad News: Butch had complications. Patti thankfully came home early since she'd been working so much overtime. She was sitting there reading her email when Butch got up from the babies and hid in the closet. Patti found her in obvious pain and bleeding. She called Karen and everyone went to the vet, who recognized the fever and bleeding as signs of a septic intrauterine problem. She put her under for emergency surgery, a full hysterectomy and spay. There were an unexpelled placenta and two unborn kittens who'd died in the womb, one very large and one very small, both unlikely to have survived if they'd been born. I prefer not to be too graphic, but the vet was unsure if Butch would survive the night.
More Good News: The vet called us and Butch's fever had broken, and she was hissing when they took her temp, which is a good sign. The vet said she was amazed that Butch survived the surgery and that she should make a full recovery and be able to go home Sunday or Monday.
In the meantime, we've been syringe feeding the kittens every few hours, and then burping them and trying to get them to eliminate. I just woke up Patti to give them another feeding. We have a box with a heating pad and a couple of hot water bottles, along with a lot of soft towels. This is in Patti's room with the door kept shut to keep out the other cats who are all very curious. The kittens are so tiny and helpless with their eyes and ears shut. They just melt my heart with their adoreableness. Overall, it was a bittersweet day with more sweet than bitter, thankfully.
I was thinking of naming the calico Amy, since they share their birthday with dear ladypentacles. I don't know if it's really a very cat name, though. Anyway, Patti gets final say of course, since they're her "grandchildren." If the tuxy's actually a male, I think we should call it James Bond. :) Ok, that was too silly. I need sleep.