Baby Kitty, that is. We found a loving home for our little orphan kitten. We figure he's about 8 weeks old this week, and is quite the playful feline. He has pounced on, bit, and slashed my poor ankles almost everyday. I have a myriad of scratch marks all over my hands and arms, feet and calves, where he's attacked me with great intensity, sometimes surprising me while I sat at the computer, unsuspecting and unprepared for his vicious assaults.
But right now, while we wait for his new mommy to show up, he is sweetly nursing the fringes of my Americana blanket on the couch. He's oh-so-cute! Then he wakes up.
Bye-bye, you little viper.
Bye-bye, you sweet little kitty.
Clara, the boys, and I will miss you!
What am I to do?
I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good work, therefore, any kindness, or any service I can render to any soul of man or animal, let me do it now. Let me not neglect or defer it, for I shall not pass this way again!
~ an old Quaker saying
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