Welcome Home!

Meet SnowBug Da'Bean.  He is the newest addition to my home.  In my family, there's a random long-time tradition of black cats named Snow.

It all started with Dad, who loved a black cat named Snow when he was a boy.  When I was a little girl, I also companioned with a black Cat named Snow.  When my children and I rescued a tiny black kitten from between the walls of our shed, her name, of course, was Snow.

Toez the Polydactyl Cat has been a part of my life for six years.  She loved my husband and grieved over him.  Now she's my kitty--though it  has taken some time.  I had noticed she has grown lonely over the past few years--grooming a little toy as if it were a kitten.

I brought Snow home three days ago--and the two are actually playing together.  Toez seems very happy to have the little stinker in our house--though at first, as you see above, she was quite baleful.

Have a great day--Cats are such a random adventure in themselves!