Well, no, Friday's not blogging...at 6 weeks, she's barely old enough to be away from her mother. Why is she here, then, and mom kitty's not?
As with all of our animals, Friday is a rescue. The runt of the litter, or so I've heard, and mom cat...unknown. Friday was tiny-little-bottle fed, and by Easter Sunday (when these shots were taken) was learning all sorts of new stuff, as in, first time outdoors...
And, later, that one can't go up and into every dark place one finds! Luckily our family's newest father was understanding enough, even when those tiny sharp claws were digging into his shin, climbing...to, out of sight. That little fiasco produced much merriment.
We'll see how Friday and Spotts take to each other, in later spots..
linking this to The Ark...
Well, no, Friday's not blogging...at 6 weeks, she's barely old enough to be away from her mother. Why is she here, then, and mom kitty's not? 
And, later, that one can't go up and into every dark place one finds! Luckily our family's newest father was understanding enough, even when those tiny sharp claws were digging into his shin, climbing...to, out of sight. That little fiasco produced much merriment.
