My week included tiny feet (photo taken during a little rest from playing while babysitting) and a tiny kitten my sister found (or rather it found her, travelling in the engine space of her car unbeknownst to her after having made several appearances in her garden. Some of its whiskers seem to have been chopped off. The first weeks of its life must have been tough, but already it trusts people and purrs loudly and eats until its belly resembles a balloon. They think it's a male; if that proves true, he shall be named Branwell).
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Tiny
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cats,
personal,
the little things,
wellbeing
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Haven't seen you around in forever. I hope all is well.
ReplyDeleteYes, all well here, thank you. At the moment I only seem to manage one post a week...
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