D.O.P.-T.

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When I brought out the kitty food this morning, Mama Violet was waiting. She lurked below the end of the porch while I changed the water; when I peeped through my bedroom window a few minutes later, she had been joined at the food bowl by a small orange kitten. Later in the day the housemate kept seeing an orange cat on the porch, and when I took out lunch Mama Violet shared it with what I think is another, larger orange kitten, just a bit darker than Monty. Then the calico kitten came out, while Mama Violet lounged in the catbed. Later I did some sweeping; the little calico took cover in the thicket on the other side of the driveway, while Mama Violet hissed at me from where she had been lying under the birch tree, then vanished huffily. I was sorry to disturb them.


This looks very like Monty, but his head is smaller than his mother's and he's a shade darker.





The little calico; Mom is lurking unseen, probably in the catbed.