Of course, he wasn’t always called Winston. When this black and white feral kitten first appeared on Green Hill Farm in the early 1990s, he was just another no-name, country kitty looking for food and shelter. You see, in the country, we don’t buy or go get a cat; it just shows up. First, it takes up residence in one of the barns or sheds—a safe place with an occasional mouse treat. Next, you may catch a glimpse of it under a bush or behind some flowers. As it gets more comfortable, it begins sunning itself on the front porch and leaving dead rabbits at your door. Before you know it, the cat has had its mail forwarded to your address and now considers itself a full member of the family. At least, that seems to be the story with this congenial cat Grandma and Grandaddy Rieley took a liking to and adopted many years ago. Besides supplementing kitty’s diet of mice and rabbits with cat food, my grandparents also allowed him in the house at night to watch television with them. As I mentioned, my grandparents became very fond of kitty, and Grandaddy began referring to him as—wait for it, “Nyning-Nyning.” I’m not even sure I’m spelling it correctly as it was more of a noise than a name. Anyway, Nyning-Nyning was well-loved and became a permanent fixture on Green Hill Farm. He enjoyed hunting, despite receiving two or […]
Clementine Kitty enjoying a sunny spot on the shelf of our hall tree “Keep your face to the sunshine and you will never see the shadows.” ~Helen Keller Wishing you a wonderful weekend!
Clementine Kitty striking a pose. “Ah, There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.” ~Jane Austen
Here are some shots of Clementine Kitty breaking in our new braided rug. She’s demonstrating more of a slide than a strut, but you get the picture. I think she may have worn herself out in the end. At least, she did a thorough job of leaving her scent…EVERYWHERE. Oh well, the joys of cat parenthood! 😉 Happy Tuesday! […]
Clementine by Tonya R. Hengerer Calico kitty with a Lovely ability to Emote and communicate with Me daily— Especially mornings, when she requests Not one, but Two breakfasts. This second meal Is due to her increased Number of meows and Engaging, sweet personality.
Of course, he wasn’t always called Winston. When this black and white feral kitten first appeared on Green Hill Farm in the early 1990s, he was just another no-name, country kitty looking for food and shelter. You see, in the country, we don’t buy or go get a cat; it just shows up. First, it takes up residence in one […]
Clementine and Dash Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂
All you need is love….. Snuggle time with Clementine Kitty and Dash
No wonder it feels so cold in here. Somebody is blocking the heat. Good company on a snowy day!