No more is fall the end of kitty season. I sent back my last kittens when I went on a 10 day vacation, assuming I was done for the season. Nope. I picked up 4 more kittens on Sunday. Meet the spooks.
What's Halloween without a black kitten? OK, Grace isn't totally black, but she is a striking little girl.
Gabby has a bit of black, but she is a cow-cat, with big black spots on a white coat.
Gary is the only boy of the bunch, an orange tabby with tons of energy.
Twinkle is a single that was adopted into the other litter. She is sneezy, but it hasn't slowed her down one bit! She is a tortie, with a short little tail.
It's hard to get a picture of them, as they never slow down. They took about 3 minutes to settle down, and start to really show off the major purr boxes. Grace has the loudest, and was the first one to actively search out a scritchy scratch.
They all seem to be fat and happy. Hopefully we can keep them that way.