Everett climbs into the loft every day; there were at least two sets of kittens born earlier in the week. One mother has her litter hidden where they are hard to get at, but Cuddles has hers out in the open so she can show them off.

It's hurricane windy and winter cold here, but hasn't snowed or rained. I am staying indoors, will fan the flames of the fire that Scott made before going out to tag and castrate (I think) a newborn calf, and will do some baking and roast a ham for supper. It's a good day to have the oven on.

I'm told that the link I posted to Joan's blog doesn't work. Try this:
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