I am definitely on my way to becoming a crazy cat lady! I blame my son! He keeps finding kitties that need rescuing. This is Whiskey. He rode 30 miles under the hood of a car. The young lady that owned the car is named Whiskey. Thus the kitty is now called Whiskey. He is very easy going, calm and quiet.
This is Maisy. She was crying loudly in the bushes of a Jack-in-a-Box drive through. Of course, my son had to bring her home. She has a scratch on her face above her eye. It doesn't show in the photo. (These photos are from my smartphone, and unedited. sorry) She is more of a go-getter than Whiskey. Whiskey and Maisy love to sleep and play together. I wish I could say that for the rest of my cats! They usually growl and hiss at each other! The kitty total is now six.
Y'all come back,
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