Well, I petted the kitten last night. Kitten wasn’t thrilled. It kept running back from my hand, but eventually, the urge to eat was stronger than the disgust at being touched by a human. I rubbed the head, stroked the sides and back. Each time I moved my hand to a different area, the kitten would back off, out of reach.
Then come up for more food. And I’d take it a little farther.
The other cat, well, this other kitty was here this morning for breakfast when I put it out and came running. It let me pet it. I went inside, it finished the food (well, KittyMeeze helped). I opened the door when all of the wet food was gone and this cat almost, not quite, but almost came up to the door to come inside.
Yep, definitely a pre-owned kitty cat. Soon to be with its new owners. Right here.
If I could just get that kitten, I’d grab this one in a second. That’s the only reason I haven’t gotten it yet.
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