This photo was taken last spring at the farm. This past Sunday I was there for a meeting with a client. What occurs every year is a spring gathering of local barn cats who come to the farm to have their babies. While taking a stroll around the grounds on Sunday I stooped to talk to Frannie who was weaving in and out of my legs. Frannie is a black cat and the only cat who belongs to the owners. I looked up to see pairs of eyes looking at me from inside the barns. Three different pairs of eyes. Looks like there's some kitties in hiding. Gosh, I hope those eyes were kitties…
With joy,
that is the sweetest face ever!
ReplyDeleteAw. That is so sweet Renee. :o) I love little kittens! :o)
ReplyDeleteGrowing up on my grandparents farm in Union City, there were "barn kittens" every spring. When I was as little as 5 and 6 years old I used to wait until the mother cat had her kittens and then I would climb up in the hay loft and sit on a bale of hay until I heard those kittens. I loved it up there and I learned to be be very quiet until I heard their little cries in the hay. Grandma always shook her head and laughed when I came down with those kittens in my pockets and arms. There was no hiding from this little farm girl!
ReplyDeleteFarm kittens are one of the charms of old barns:>)
What a sweet face!! I love this picture!! I just adore sweet farm kitties!! xo Heather
ReplyDeleteOh so cute!! I just want to put him in my pocket!
ReplyDeleteI do hope they are lots of fuzzy little kitty eyes. Smiles...Renee
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous photo, Renee ....very cute :) Happy crafting, Jenny
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