Oh orange kitty, I am so sorry. I didn’t even remember to post about you until Angel asked about you at choir last night.

I have plans for you, little one. Once I figure out whiskers, I’m sending you to live with my best friend’s little girl. Little Miss E. is almost three. She loves kitties and doesn’t have one of her own yet. She will smoosh you and love you and teach you to miao.

I did end up finding enough orange for a tail – and enough that I may still go back and make it longer. Gene thinks it’s too short and looks like a rat.