We are down to one kitten. One was taken away by someone without our consent, but I have dealt with that anger and am good now!
Anyway, Smoky, who we call our black panther because though he is a scrawny little thing he has a growl that will scare off most other animals. Don’t even touch him when he is eating.
The vet has been here three times giving him shots and medicine, he is not a healthy kitten, but we haven’t given up on him. (And when I say “we” that would be Raelee and I! Daddy would have put him down after the first vet visit!) Yesterday, I was the one who had to hold him down for his shots and he bit into me but good. Then the vet says he will be back tomorrow to give Smoky his rabies shot. Nice. Guess maybe he should give me one too! That is the one shot I did not get before leaving the states!
His Grace For The Journey 