Well, Oscar is here. He's now 15 weeks old and he's a MENACE...oh, and he's a kitten.
He's adorable, should never have survived his "birth" (he was FOUND during a routine spaying--never was born naturally), and yet is more full of life than any other animal (or human) that I have ever encountered--GO OSCAR!
Della is in love with him---which is good. She has finally started sleeping in Buford's chairs (yes there were 2 that were specifically his) and has clearly moved on. I am, however, convinced she missed a doggie companion so I'll have to do something about that over the course of the next year.
Meanwhile Guinness has accepted the little squirt and the three of them are getting along just fine.
