The kitten climbs everywhere: up the hitching post, down the horse stall, up into a hand, down a pants leg. He’s curious about the water that comes blasting out of the hydrant in the barn; at first, he ran away from the frightening crash, but now, he wets his whiskers in the stream.
The barn holds all kinds of fun items to play with.
His friend is a smaller kitten that is more cautious, unsure of MeowMix and humans.
They eat together when the smaller kitten’s mother is away, on the hunt.
Seeing the two relax when I enter the barn for chores provides an uplift and often, a laugh as they practice their kitten antics on these hot summer days.
The Kiwi Hoosier 