One whole year has passed since Honey & I pulled into our driveway & heard little frantic mews coming from under our house. Thor was the first to crawl out from where ever they'd been stashed, his 2 siblings followed. Their mama abandoned them so I brought them inside starving & tiny. Little Loki was the runt, he didn't make it a whole day. And little Hestia went to meet him 2 weeks later. But Thor. Thor fought & survived. I never saw a kitten that tiny & never raise one before. He showed up just in time for me. We rescued each other.
I have always told them they had a whole world praying for them.
Our Thor Baby is a long sleek, slightly chubby love bug. I can't believe its been a year!