We have adopted a two month old kitten who has been renamed Cleo. Last night was her first night with us and to say that she was frightened is an understatement. Around about four o’clock this morning little Cleo started shouting for her mother and siblings, low key at first which grew and grew until I am sure her voice could have reached the outskirts of our village.
It took her a few hours more to start to relax and feed, drink and explore her new environment. This throw became her comfort blanket for a while.
Exploring the kitchen-”this looks interesting”. After an hour or so exploration, I was able to pick her up for a cuddle.
Enough for now, zzzzzzzzzz. Relaxed enough to fall asleep next to me on the chair, gorgeous.