Meet Lacey.
She came to us in April, during a snowstorm.
I think she may have been a drop off
as she would have had to travel over 3/4 of a mile
from any near neighbor to find us.
I brought her in and fed her.
She was miscarrying.
She is only 6 months old.
She spent a few days at the vet hospital.
She is fine now and is the most loving cat I have ever been around.
She fits in well at the farm.
And we think she is the absolute bees knees.
On another note,
Nyla and Willow are still up to their shenanigans.
Nyla: You better stop staring at me or
I might just slap you up side the head.
I mean it! Stop staring.
Willow: I'm not doing anything mom. It's him not me.
Nyla: Whatever.