The momcat Mister Mittens was just off to the right of my desk and in my bed on Friday while I was fumbling with the races at Saratoga. She was using my old zip sweatshirt for a pillow I wore it this morning when I was out for a muffin. The air conditioning at ShopRite can grab you bad just after 6 a.m. when the store has just a few shoppers in it. This raped kitten momcat has been a house cat for seven years and a few weeks. She's catching a good trip through life with a lot of love, A# 1 vet care, great food and kindness in her temporary shelter at my house.
