Yesterday in Sunday School as I was getting up from the table, a lady came up beside me and began talking to the woman sitting across from me.
I couldn’t help but overhear their conversation. She said that “I’m still bottle feeding the kittens, so I can’t bring them to you yet. When they are old enough, I will though.” I asked a few questions and found that she had found them walking along the road, and took them in, and that they were still very tiny.
Before I even knew what was happening, my mouth opened and words began to erupt. It sounded something very similar to “I have a mama kitten who is still producing milk, she might surrogate for them.”
So, let me and my big mouth introduce you to Winkin’.
What I think is the greatest thing is this.
They have a mama.