Chickens are moving in for the kill. Stew’s looking scared or guilty… maybe both.
Maybe they’ll be gentle.
Mercia’s soft fluffy tummy, begging for a rub.
Gotta love the smile… she must be dreaming about saucers of cream.
Honestly, open the fridge for milk and the buggers’ll mow you down trying to get some!
The rocking chair has become a favorite kitten hang-out. That is when they are not ripping around the house like rocket cats!