Our two-legged house guests are all gone, but we have a new one who is fuzzy and has four, rather short, legs.
Cole is named for the third of Ryan's Pritchard cousins. He is about 10 weeks old, but is very tiny, so the sturdy boy name is meant to make him grow and thrive. He was brought to Mary and Rosemary just before Christmas when somebody found him near an adoption event they were holding. He was cold and starving. He spent his first couple of weeks at Rosemary's getting healthy, now he has come to us to get used to other cats. The Orange Prince and the Mafiosa are just the people to help with that (Oogie, Wondermouse, and Ed are less friendly). For now he is in the bathroom -- seems like a big space when you are as little as he is. He has an itty-bitty meow and a huuuuuge purr.
It will probably be about four weeks before he is old enough to be adopted. After that I expect he will find a home rather quickly. He is a lovely little guy!
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