Wait, how will she afford the cat food?

Just how much love is there in our little family of two and four legged folks, you ask? You picked a good night to ask – a windy, icky night which is once again making the wind whistle and howl through the not-quite-airtight windows and doors. And outside, in the doghouse, is a white-and-grey splotchy kitten, smaller than Olivia. I saw this cat the other day in our pasture, but it wouldn’t let me get too close.

Why is this kitty in the doghouse? Because it’s moved in there for shelter…and Xena has adopted her. 😯