So last month I brought a new kitty into my home. He was a stray who was living in the neighbor’s old barn next door. I thought he was a she and then …whoops…it’s a boy!
Obviously, I am not a vet in my spare time. Ha!
Pinkerton has settled into his indoor life here at the cottage. When I open a door to go outside, he runs in the opposite direction. I’m pretty sure he is thinking “I have a bottomless food bowl and all the kitty toys I can play with. I’m not leaving this place!”
He likes to sit in the window and look out on his former cat-dom:
Note the Meyer lemons below!
Sunday mornings are play with all the kitties’ morning. Here he is playing with those darn feathers again in the Kebbler tree:
Life is good here…I’m not leavin’!