This cat looks more judgemental than Judgement!
It’s all in the eyebrows. 😄

This is one of the oldest cattens, and it won’t let us near it. 😢
The Re-Farmer
This cat looks more judgemental than Judgement!
It’s all in the eyebrows. 😄

This is one of the oldest cattens, and it won’t let us near it. 😢
The Re-Farmer
It seems, whenever the wheelbarrow or wagon are left out, I’m sure to find the oldest black and white catten in it.

Taking a nap.
I imagine this is a great shelter from the wind, while still being out in the sunlight!
The Re-Farmer
Ah, Nosencrantz… luxuriating…

… and making sure I don’t make my bed.
With other cats, I would just make my bed on top of them, and they’d either stay under the covers and nap, or slink their way out. I don’t want to do that to the Anxiety Bear, though. She gets way too stressed out!
Yeah. She still refuses to leave my bedroom/office.
The Re-Farmer
Plushy wasn’t playing around, either!

For some reason, she decided my hand was food on this particular morning. And I’d just fed them all, too!
Talk about biting the hand that feeds you!
The Re-Farmer
Usually, I have one or two kittens follow me for my entire rounds.
Some mornings, however…

While you can see four in the photo, there were eight of them that followed me to the sign cams on this particular morning! I think that’s a record.
The Re-Farmer
By a snuggly Rolando Moon.

Rolando Moon seems to be hanging around more often, lately. I think she’s getting ready to stay with us for the winter again. She sometimes still likes to follow me around when I’m going my morning rounds.
What a sweet, badass old lady!
The Re-Farmer
… now that I’m getting big!

The girls have named this one Pinky. The unusual mix if orange and grey fur gives it a pinkish cast at times.
The Re-Farmer
It looks like the bitty baby has been absorbed into the creche!

What a snuggle pile!
The Re-Farmer
When I’m feeding the outside cats in the morning, and I don’t see the bitty baby in the cat shelter, I usually find him here.

Peeking.
If I try to move closer, his entire body explodes in spitting and hissing.
It’s hard to be a fearsome beast, when you’re just so incredibly adorable.
The Re-Farmer
Judgement is from one of the older litters, but I’m not sure who the mama is, other than one of the ‘iccuses (Bradiccus, perhaps) that have all disappeared.

He was busy judging a crow flying overhead as I took this photo.
What a beautiful catten!
The Re-Farmer