That slow morning was blown away by another kitten find on the same wild slope where we found Oreo two months ago.
This is another black and white kitten, this time mostly black with white paws, and just a dash of white on its nose and chin. This photo was taken just seconds after I crawled back up the slope, handed the kitten up to Meda, and then got the camera.
I haven’t had a chance to check whether it’s a boy or girl. It appears to be about four weeks old. I’m on kitten duty, and right now he or she is asleep on a towel in one of our cat carriers after an initial feeding.
How does this always happen to us?
We’re checking the Rolodex for possible homes. If you’re interested, let me know [ian(at)iLind.net].





2 responses so far ↓
1 Leslie Madsen-Brooks // Jul 24, 2007 at 3:24 pm
You must have a sixth sense for lost kitties!
2 LarryG // Jul 24, 2007 at 8:42 pm
The word is obviously getting out in the kitten crowd that you are the guy to look for. We all know that kittens find us, not vice versa.
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