Thanks to all of you who supported me through the whole kitten episode, and have also said that, maybe, it was meant to be. Looking back and thinking about it, I think the kittens were calling me, telling me their momma needed help. That is why they disappeared right after I took her. It was a grand scheme, to save a cat who would otherwise have perished; bearing another litter in the cold, rain and snow of late November. A poor cat, still a kitten herself, whose fur was thin, her body ravaged, her spirit broken. Looking at her face, in the first pictures I took, I only see sadness and pain. Now looking at her, I see joy, happiness and fulfillment. She has already started to fill out!
I appreciate, so much, all of your comments. I wanted to get around to all of your blogs, but I simply haven't had the time. Please know, you all mean so much to me. Thanks, all of you. (The picture was taken the day I brought her home, she snuggled up to me.)