The two wild kitties I found in the hay mow yesterday are loving their new life in the milk room. You would think they were born into the same litter. The Daddy, a travelling salesman, as my Canadian friend, Kim, likes to call them, lives on a farm down the road. Hard to miss him as he is all white...so it wasn't hard to tell who fathered these kitties. I tried to catch that dude all winter to no avail. Have to get all my girls fixed so they are not interested in him. If I ever catch him I am going to cage him up and take him for a quick operation, then let him go on his farm.
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