The Littles is fitting right in, she’s a feisty little cat. She spends her days outside hunting moles and mice. She climbs trees and scampers about as I work. She had developed quite a love affair with raw milk. Whenever we get the milk out of the fridge she comes from anywhere and begs for a splash.
We’ve taken to call her the milk monster. She can hear a half gallon mason jar from miles away. It’s really funny and quite endearing.