Mister Mittens on the left and her daughter Shiloh (aka Sweet Babycakes) came up to the man cave after a great lunch to nap in my recliner while I was gearing up to battle the races at Aqueduct in the next room. The little girl runt kitten still enjoys being close to her mother at the age of seven. And no, I still can't get the old kitten adopted. Nobody wants her.
Moments later the enormous tom Trouble galloped upstairs to visit his mother and sister. His mother glared at him and was not happy with the intrusion. She still carries some "street" with her attitude as a former feral feline.
