For those of you that are new here at the H.C. you may not know that Quill did not have an easy start in life. He was one in a litter of three kittens, born to a stray Momma cat.
Across town, our hearts were breaking, knowing our time with our beloved angel Finny was drawing near. When she passed we were devastated, but I knew that she would help us to find the perfect girl kitty to take over her duties. Fin, as always, had other plans, like sending us a boy.
When Quill was about five weeks old the delightful rescuer Kacie captured the litter of kittens and gave them a chance at a better and safer lives. She taught them that humans were kind and loving and houses came with lots of great things - like curtains to climb.
I think I'll tell the rest of the story on Quill's Gotcha Day. For now, enjoy some e-nip, e-cake and e-treats - just watch out for Greyson. There are plenty of pipe cleaners to play with, just look under the furniture.
I love this picture. He was a little tired and scared and came over to get some reassurance and cuddles from Mom.
Happy Birthday My Sweet Quillbert!