Baby kittens were born in my attic...and I can't reach them to be sure they are well. A sweet black cat came to visit and stayed. All of our animals seem to arrive because no one wants them.

My tabby cat, (Ms Priss) faded away after 19 years with us...she was sick and she wanted to go out...she never returned.

So, withing a few weeks, I have some kittens...and I love black cats. This one has the nature of sweetness.

Wish me luck when the kittens open their eyes, I must get them down from the attic.

NV