Bye-bye Spot/Flash/Whatever. See You Round, Marshmallow.

With reference to the previous post telling about a kitten walking in on us, a visiting friend of R’s from next door, from the vantage point of the apex of a jump on our trampoline, spotted a black-and-white kitten in a neighbouring garden of some people who have just moved in. Enquiries elicited that this brother has a sister …  missing for three days.  Our visitor was promptly grabbed from inside and handed over.

Extensive renovations have been in progress at the house in question, and it didn’t occur to me that the owners would have brought a kitten with them at this stage; thus, they missed all our notices and things.

Anyway, we are back to having only five cats. I hope the family doesn’t now regard that as one under par. I expect Marshmallow (and maybe her brother) will probably come calling quite often, anyway.

Really Awful Owler
(Featuring observations by Rufus from the Tabika novels — ill. Lee Young.)

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