Grammy came to visit me again this morning. She has been pretty faithful to come to give us warm milk with its cream. She comes at evening too. I like seeing her.
Sometimes she brings me a handful of solid food. During the cold of winter, Kitten and I were not the only cats in the shed at feeding time. The farm cats set claim to parts of the shed. They get pushy and hissy when they want my milk.
When Grammy gives me solid food they hover and meow pitifully. If Grammy does not stay till I finish the food she brings me, the farm cats push their way in to my food and I just back away. My tummy gets to feeling rather hollow some days.
This morning while Grammy was in the shed, I came to get my milk. She fed me and the others and the four calves that still live here. While she was checking on one lazy calf that refused to drink water this morning, she and I both heard a loud kitten scream. My ears perked up. I knew who it was, but Grammy did not. I was hoping that she might not notice. But she did!
I will tell you more later.