We weren’t planning to get more cats. We have Peter, our elderly Norwegian forest cat, and Diego, our elderly German shepherd. Figured we’d get a couple of cats from a shelter for company for whichever lived the longest.
Well, we were wrong about that.
The cat at our barn dropped a litter of five beautiful, seriously, gorgeous kittens — and then abandoned them at three and a half weeks. We are as of today the owners of a tuxedo boy who is big and healthy and independent, and a calico girl who is smaller and thinner, and thinks that Diego is her mum.
Fortunately, Diego thinks that’s a great idea.
We haven’t decided on names yet, but considering their lung capacity we’re thinking of Miv and Piv. Roughly translated into English, that’s Mewl and Shriek.