We were born in a shed on a farm in a windy place midst green fields at St Elvis. From the farm you can smell the sea and across the fields you can see the houses of Solva.
The farmer’s wife found us and took our mother into the house to keep us safe.
For the first few weeks of our life all we knew was the warm circle of our mother and the voices of children and the smell of cooking. Then She came and we ran round Her feet and the little girl picked up Pixie and She picked up me. Then we were taken from our mother to a house far away.
It was warm, and there were three cats. Still we missed our mother.
But the other day She had an email saying that we had new brothers and sisters. Nine! All ginger.
This is where we came from.
9 comments:
So glad to read that you managed to get back to the old home. The kittens look so beautiful, I'm sure they were excited to see you.
More gingery goodness comes into the world, we wish them well.
Oh, look at all the beautiful gingery babies!
So will you soon be writing "We Twelve, Ginger cats tales?"
So adorable!!!!! What beautiful kittens and cats you are.
look at all the little cuties! I love seeing little kittens that look like me, and you three too.
Holy moly, look at all of that gingerness!
Byooooootiful!!!!
Buddy
Hey! We see a tortie in there!
All those lovely kitties- heavenly!
Mum could cuddle them all.
Gosh! I have never seen so many ginger cats in 1 picture before!
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