We have a new addition to our family. She or perhaps he fits in a teacup and eats like a stevedore. Her name is Carolina for the moment and she is a tiny, abandoned, totally black kitten. She was found one very cold December day wandering around Yorkdale. Now she is wandering around our house. We seldom see her, only now and again when she appears heading for the chuck wagon.We know she is here because no matter how much food is put out it is gone within an hour or two,and no one sees it go!!!. Like having a fairy in the house.
She is not averse to being petted if only you can find her to pet her. She has a very tiny purr and enjoys a gnaw or two on ones fingers.We have pictures taken during sightings to prove that she exists. She's a dream to leave alone( as long as there is food) for she doesn't want the bother of a relationship at the moment. Not like her predecessor who screamed as doors were closing. And screamed again as they opened. But then Kathleen was a woman of many words, all of them high pitched. We still wish she was here, screams or no. This little one is sweet but remains a bit of a Greta Garbo. It's hard to get to know someone who "wants to be alone..."
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