Yesterday, our friend Mike called and asked if we wanted another little kitten. His grandchildren had picked it up somewhere but didn’t want (to keep) it, and Mike and his wife couldn’t as one of their dogs wouldn’t leave the kitty alone. Well, of course we accepted it. We don’t have a name for it yet as we’re not yet sure about its sex. We think it’s about weeks old – which makes it just a tad older than Oprah when she came to us last year. It seems to be quite happy here. Just now it’s sitting on my lap, looking and sometimes pawing at and biting my fingers as I’m typing.
And here it is:
And now a close-up:
Isn’t it sweet?
The little one has no fear, btw, of big Sally: it has been spending quite some time today together with Sally, just at her feet, on Sally’s pillow here in the living room – like now:
Our only concern is how Oprah, aka “Miss Hissy Fits”, will behave towards her. But so far everyhting has been fine, except for just a few hisses at each other. Other than that, Oprah has left the little one alone, and so we hope they’ll become friends.