Those Hardhearted

Just who are you accusing of hiding kittens in the grain tub?

Farmers....or so the AR folks would have you believe. However, had you been a fly on the wall in a certain upstate NY dairy barn this morning you would have gotten an ear full of just how hardhearted they are in real life..

See, three little black kittens popped out of wherever mama Athena has been keeping them hidden and Liz found them while we were milking this morning.

Chores ground to a total halt. There was much crooning and cuddling and cooing and baby talk. Did I mention cuddling? Ownership was distributed. See, technically Athena belongs to Liz as she brought her home from our friend's farm. However, everybody loves her, Alan especially. Although he lobbied hard to have ownership of the actual kitten factory transferred to his account, he was awarded instead a single black kitten. Beck also got one and Liz kept one for herself.

Athena, a spotted brown tabby, was not concerned as long as a sufficient level of admiration was bestowed upon her offspring, as well as upon herself for her great accomplishment.

Canz (Elvis's canned cat food) was heisted from the house. Ditto dry kitty food. There was discussion, by the subject of Wordless Wednesday Revisited, of running up to the vet's office (once the roads all open again) for little kitty vaccinations. He may look ruff and gruff, but he loves kitties. It would seem that his kids do too.

I'm telling you, you would have been embarrassed by the gushing....brutal.