And, then the frenzy began...
Momma called for dinner and it subsided temporarily
(please note: there are FIVE kittens on the fence above...look close)
One persisted (see momma in the top of the photo) and succeeded.Kittens are 5 weeks old now. Every time they hear our voice, especially mine, they come running to the fence and start meowing like crazy wanting to be picked up and cuddled. They are so cute, funny and just plain fun.
Hugs,





Enjoy my blurry, taken at dusk photos. Skippy is laying right there under the hosta next to the house purring. She could have cared less. We put green temporary fencing around the flower bed. They now officially have a playpen. Skippy can get out....they can't (YET).