Thursday we adopted Catsby.
Catsby had been abandoned by some people living in a rental home, along with his two sisters.
He was loved by three young girls who lived in the rental home, sadly with parents who did not care about them. The parents did not care for the little girls and Social Services had to step in.
The three little kittens ended up left behind.
A neighbor went in to the home, which was in awful condition for anyone to live and rescued the abandoned kittens.
We adopted the male of the little trio. And we named him Catsby.
He is all love.
I think about his little life and how he helped three lonely little girls get through lonely, awful days and nights. I will be praying for the girls future.
The other members of our house seem to be fine with Catsby.
Molly our Boston Terrier, well, as you can see, as long as you do not disturb her beauty sleep no problem.
Max is looking in. Catsby is sleeping on a chair looking out the patio door.
I am not sure what Max's facial expression is telling us.
Max is six years old, he has been very good about having a kitten in the house.
more adventures to come...