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Little spitfire!

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While my daughter was working on attaching the metal roofing to the water bowl shelter, I played interference with kittens.

I also got to cuddle with this little spitfire!

This one hisses and spits whenever we pick it up. While I held it and scritched its ears, it would start to calm down, then seem to remember that it wasn’t supposed to like this, and hiss and spit some more! For just a second or so, though. 😂

We’re supposed to hit a low of -8C/18F by 8am, and then warm up to a high of 3C/37F. After that, we’re supposed to jump to a high of 10C/50F, with a couple more days just a tad warmer, with overnight lows just below freezing for a couple more nights before staying above freezing for a while.

Hopefully, the bitty babies will be staying in the warmth of the cat house, and their mama – whoever it is – won’t take them away again!

The Re-Farmer

Bombed!

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When I put kibble out for the yard cats, I make a point of putting some in a lot of different places, so that more cats have a chance to eat. It gets pretty crowded in the kibble house, and some of the smaller, shier ones end up not getting as much food. Since I want them to get used to the idea of using the cat’s house in the winter, I’ve been putting food just inside the entry, and on the block I have in front.

I spotted one of the pump shack kittens, eating from the block. It is so small, it could barely reach! Of course, I had to try for a picture.

It was just at that moment, that one of the older kittens decided to jump down from the roof and photo bombed the shot!

Just look at that adorable little round belly.

I want to snuggle that baby!

The Re-Farmer

Bitty Baby

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While going to the pump shack to leave some kibble at the tray by the door, I heard a plaintive little meowing. It was one of Rosencrantz’s white and grey babies, out by the junk pile.

This one.

Not only did it let me pet it, but allowed me to carry it to the kibble house!

Unlike the fuzzy beauty behind it. The girls have been able to lure it close enough to touch, but so far, I haven’t had any luck at all.

What a difference between them. The tabby is from the oldest litter of the year, and the white and grey is from one of the youngest litters. I’d estimate there’s about 4 months between them.

The Re-Farmer