Well, we have given the kitten a name, and it is PETERSON. (after the old farmer who lives down the street, and actually the owner of the house/barn where we trapped the kitten)
So far, Peterson seems to be adjusting pretty well. I think the loudness of Truett intimidates him some, but otherwise, he just hangs out. As for skippy (our other cat), she is not very happy about the new addition to our family. Hopefully that will all get better with time.
And we still have not caught the last kitten. We have caught 2 possums though. And I am glad that Robert has dealt with that, because I am not a big fan of those pink tailed rodents.
Peterson holding on for dear life...
Friday, October 23, 2009
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