New arrival

You may remember that before we left, a young cat wandered into our yard and attached herself to the boy-- and thereby to our family. It looked like we would be transporting an extra passenger with us to Big Sky Country.

That plan proved short-lived, however, because Phoebe turned out to have had an active social life before she arrived on our doorstep. She was quite pregnant, far enough along that her delivering before we got into our house was a real possibility. If that happened, we'd have no way to care for her, let alone God only knows how many kittens. So with much reluctance, we turned her over to a no-kill shelter in the area, and headed west.

Today we visited a shelter again-- only this time we added to our household, rather than subtracting. This little girl was part of an abandoned litter, and she was far and away the smallest of the lot.

So of course her name is Talitha.