I took the little kitten I have held in a dog crate in the bathroom for almost two months to SNAP this morning. Up until the 4th of this month, the kitten had had a sister to snuggle with. Day after day went by and my attempts to tame the kitten never worked. I was feeling guilty. Attila, the name I had given the kitten due to its aggressiveness, turned out to be a female. I had thought all this time she was a he.
One of my co-workers suggested Matilda as a name (along with Matty), but I like the first suggestion and her nick will be Tilly.
She’s now resting in the trap I took her in, with wet food and water. Weather permitting, I will release her back to her tribe Sunday evening.
That leaves two more: FatToes and Baby. FatToes is next, as I learned today, kittens have to be three pounds and Tilly was barely four. Baby is not near 3 pounds.
Pictures tomorrow, of not only Tilly, but also the ongoing winter garden.
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