Our three black rescue kitties are growing by leaps and bounds.
They have become quite capable...
Able to scale the walls of the stall to sit on the edge...
they “mew, mew, mew” to let us know how they long for their freedom.
Dr. Becky looked at them the other day and felt they were still too young
to neuter, so it looks like they will have to remain in captivity
just a bit longer.
They spent their days playing kitten games
(in their rather large stall),
climbing the walls, and napping beneath their heat lamps.
Despite what they would have us think,
they really don’t have it bad at all.
Brown Sammie met the kittens face to face the other day.
As soon as I have my computer back,
That I can edit and upload video..I will share that with you.
I spent a portion of the weekend with these two little ones.
What fun we had!
Mack is a regular little farm girl... eager to help out with chores.
Easton spends his time saying “Ma’am! (that is how he says Grammie at the present)
Go-go!” ( his word for the gator)
He’d spend every minute in the gator if he could.
I am hoping to get my computer back sometime this week.
Then I will work on a proper blog post.
Btw... Hubbs made it home safely from his Florida road...