KITTENS!

One morning when I went out to feed the sheep I found a tiny black kitten curled up by the sheep pen in the barn. There was no sign of its mother or any other kittens. It fit in the palm of my hand. I brought it a bit of sheepskin to sleep on and gave it some food and water and quite a bit of petting. The kitten did well, but after a couple of days it disappeared. It was certainly not able to walk far on its own so I thought some creature had killed it. Then Fred found the whole litter in some wood behind the shed and the little black kitten came out to greet him. I wanted "my" kitten back, but decided he needed company so Fred grabbed the grey female with white markings. She did not approve of the arrangement at first, hissing and spitting at us, but after a couple of days, we had won her over. We had a bit of a scare before the big snowstorm when we saw the mother cat carrying a kitten from the barn. We thought she had "our" kitten. She had been visiting our adoptees, feeding them and eating the food I put out for them in exchange.

She must have settled the remaining three kittens in her litter in the barn after Fred rearranged the wood pile and then with the snow storm coming, decided to bring them back to the neighbor's place where she lives. We will get our kittens spayed and neutered and vaccinated. They will be purrfect for life in the barn. Yesterday evening when I went to feed the animals, the black kitten was curled up on the back of a sheep, patting another sheep on the nose.