Within a year there were 5 kittens, then more cats, and now even more. But this little sad face started it all. Now there are three or four generations of them, most of them visiting the barn every night, and early morning to see Sherrill and get their food.
Now that Mr Bill across the street has died, Miss Eva has decided to take Grandma Cat and let her live in the lap of luxury. She is moving her in the house. Today she is sporting a bright lime green
collar.
Grandma Cat and Jack have been true loves from the beginning. She will lick his furry little face,
and he will lick....well, not her face. She comes calling, and he runs to the door barking to get out.
They are both out in the patio now playing.
