They were born right around Mother's Day. Hope was so wise to find a safe area under the hay loft stairs -- a box she had to climb into. There they safely grew. Several weeks ago Hope & I began to take them out, carrying them in this bushel basket -- usually to play in the barn, sometimes to the yard. Today, the "training wheels" came off -- Pumpkin was the first to climb out of the nesting box - just like they had learned to climb out of this basket -- and tonight will be their first night in the big barn -- outside of their snug & safe nest.
Dave & I spent the morning "child proofing" the barn. Chicken wire around areas to stay out of, closing off all but the goat's exit (which they would have to get to through the pen). I know kittens survive big barns and farms all the time......but these are OUR kittens -- and we expect no less than giving our all to their safe & happy little lives. And when Pumpkin slept in my arms today -- finding his purr for the first time, I felt such a thankfulness for these babies, this gift from this cat, Hope, that arrived at our farm last fall.