Hi yall! We are having kitty adventures, too. I was able to coax a young female into my car last night on the way home. I know husband-Michael wishes I wouldn't try so hard! It was almost a mile from any settlement, where people dump there trash illegally, so I figured hey. Actually, I figured nothing, I just did it. I guess I come by it honestly, huh Mom? She wanted to come to me but she was soooo scared. Finally she allowed me to pick her up, and I noticed she had a puncture wound on her back near the base of her tail, and another about two inches up her tail, so I knew she wouldn't survive the night, radiating yummy smells like that. So home she comes, and she turned out to be, under the light, healthy, intelligent and playful, maybe six-months old, sleek gray speckled with orange and an orange snip on her nose, and Huuuuuuungry! So we fed, and fed, and fed her and she rubbed up against us until she found her bed and slept all night.

This morning, she had milk in her tender little mammaries. Ooooops. She is so young, I didn't think that she might have kittens. So Ayla and I took her back out to find her babies. She took off like a rifle-shot and I thought we had lost her, but Ayla, who actually has ears, heard her and we coaxed her back to us, but we couldn't find her litter. It froze hard last night, so I have a sinking feeling about them, and I feel soooo bad. So Ayla is out there even now scouring for them, because this morning we were a little rushed for time, having to get to work and all. I got to work with everything below my knees covered with caked on dirt etc., poison ivy too no doubt!

Anyway, I pray for forgiveness and will give this kitty a really good home. She has really taken to Ayla, and Ayla has been mourning Snickers since he died last spring. That was awful for her. She cared for him and nursed him through the disfiguring injuries from when Dakota kicked him in the face that year, then cared for him since after finding that he was FIV positive and forever after confined to quarters. So sad for her to lose him.

Anyway, Ayla is very happy, and I caught Michael playing with the kitty this morning, so it looks like she a keeper! Pictures soon, no doubt.

Enjoy yourselves! Mom, I missed our phone call this week, but I am glad you are having a good time.

Mary