So when my mom was here, our neighbors pulled into their driveway with a trailer of furniture new desk, it appeared, not that I’m a nosy neighbor who pays attention or anything. Suddenly a little kitten ran out.
"Did you know your neighbors had a kitten?" Nope.
Well, it turns out that when they were in the city, the kitten stowed away. And what were they to do with it, right? So they leave their garage open a few inches and he yes, it’s a he, not that I checked or anything wanders back and forth.
This is the friendliest, loviest kitten I’ve ever seen. You so much as touch him and he starts purring like a ‘67 mustang.
When you’re outside, he’s THERE. Rubbing all over your legs, purring…
I even caught VIC (yes, VIC!) petting the kitty. Of course, he was too quick for my camera.
Ava was terrified, naturally. But then when the kitty moved a little bit away from her, she started squealing with delight "Whassat!!?!?!?" "WHASSAT?!?!"
Then chose to inspect more closely.
(the kitty is behind the flower-less planter in the corner)
But then decided she liked watching the kitty best from afar as it frolicked with Aidan.
Kitty chased his tail, swatted (without claws) at your hands…basically pulled out EVERY cute kitty stop.
Alas…I’m allergic. Horribly allergic. I couldn’t resist the lure and had to cuddle with kitty - but then ran inside to wash my hands lest I be afflicted with burning eyes all night.
He is awfully cute, though.