Now of course, Bernie, a solid black cat who we found as a 5 week old in a bush on a divider on E. 17th St. just off Foster Ave. a few nights before Halloween, is now big and king of the hill, even though only 10 months old. I don't think Bernie even remembered what another cat looked like while Penny who was estimated at 3 months old but was a tiny, rickety size of a 2 month old because she had to fifht her double size brother for food, is a feral cat.
Bringing 2 strange cats together requires the highest level of diplomacy worthy of middle east negotiations. Over the past 3 weeks there has been some growling and spitting from Bernie, none of which fazed Penny, which totally confuses Bernie.
Here was a milestone I captured on Friday. Really, I could do this all day (and I often do).
3 comments:
But will it raise test scores?
I an opting my cats out of the tests.
Adorable. That should be your profile pic.
Schoolgal :)
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