Who's This?

If you've been following my blog for awhile, you'll know that about 4 years ago, my farm became overrun with feral cats. I could not spay or neuter enough of them fast enough. And, did I say that I love every one of them, mean and not. So, after much money, time etc., I started my herd on birth control. I mix it into soft food once a week. Three times this year, a mother cat didn't come feed that day, and here is a result. I asked the vet about this and she said, "how many litters would you have had if you weren't giving them birth control?" My answer is many more. This little kitten was the only one left in the most recent litter after the raccoons found them. I could not just leave it there to be eaten that night. So... Did I mention besides the barn cats, I have four up at the house that go in and out the doggie door? They have all been fixed.

I hope this one will go to a new home at my granddaughter's house. Isobel loves it so and in fact, has named it Jasmine. I don't know if her father is going to let her have it though. Meanwhile, I am feeding it kitten formula and soft cat food and trying not to get too attached. Does anyone out there want a kitten?

Chairy And Her Footy Stool

Have you seen the new Chanel bags with patchwork and bric a brac? Kind of like Chairy and her footy stool.

I just love this chair and stool. I saw it at the Tulsa Flea Market years ago and fell in love with it. While some of the patches are upholstery fabric, some of them are from old suits. We bought a house in Tulsa a few years back so we could see more of our girls and grandchildren. Plus, my husband works in Tulsa a couple of days a week. In this house, I try to furnish it with everything old as it was built in the 1930's. Chairy and her footy stool just make me smile.