Remember that tiny little kitten we rescued back in November?
Today, at about seven months old, he’s not so little anymore.
Kitty and Muffin, who used to share the windowsill and bird-watch together, can no longer both fit there at the same time.
Now they have to take turns.
I’m not sure who gave permission for Muffin to grow up.
He just went ahead and did it all on his own. Didn’t ask anyone.
Bad boy. We’re going to have to have a talk.