Last fall I traded female cats for males, or so I thought, but as it turned out, I got three females and they got themselves bred. The smallest one died giving birth, poor girl, and Smokey went into the bush somewhere. I hope she is well and the kittens are too, but Leon, now Leona chose to have her kittens under the old granary which will be the farm store soon. This is the first day out, shy little gingers they are, 5 of them. No wonder the mamma cat is so thin. The kittens are 4 weeks old now and seem to be doing well. They are so cute, all orange, but I do not know whether they are male of female. I did not want kittens to be born on the farm, which is why I went through the trouble of finding males, yeah right. But they are here and will be put up for adoption when they are old enough. Cute little babies!
Fluffy writes daily about the experiences on the farm and with the bed and breakfast patrons.