The war of the kittens continues...

Farmer girl may have won the first few skirmishes, but to Mama cat go the honors of war. Much too large for Mama to carry by now, the kittens still know in their hearts who is boss. It is Mama.

“Come with me, my sweethearts!” says Mama to her kittens. “Follow me and we shall take a stroll!”

Off she goes, head held high and her tail a proud banner. The kittens scamper along behind her, beside her, frolicking ahead of her.

The kittens romp and play. They hide behind clumps of daylilies, jumping out at passing playmates, rolling around and around, cuffing and biting each other. They spy a camping tent set up in the front lawn and advance towards it, led of course by adventure-loving Sarey.

“Could we go under it?” she wonders. “Or…. into it?” Definitely around it! Kobie clawed his way to the top. His intention was to jump down on Thomas and Sarey as they explored, but once at the top, the bottom was a bit…. far away…. and he decided to claw his way down again. His plans were disrupted by Farmer girl, who plucked him off the top and tucked him into her apron, along with his siblings.

“My head is bloody, but unbowed!” said Farmer girl, and off they all went to the hay barn.