Willow is our youngest furfamily member, who came to us by sheer luck and chance mid August last year (2019).
We have many times written about the tragic and world shatteringly heartbreaking events of last year for us ... so I won't go into that (intentionally) but for us Willow was the last missing piece of our family puzzle. One that would turn everything upside down and stretch our limits but one that nonetheless we wouldn't change for anything (even if she does hide often at food time!)
In mid August we were very sensitive and bruised from our pains with our beautiful family passing and put one last hope into offering a home to a lovely local grey kitten who was sickly and not weaning very well... later to find after many days of not being replied to by the owner - that they had sold it days beforehand (I honestly hate to think what happened to the poor baby).
Anyhow I came to this sort of resolution that that was it, enough looking now.. we "make do" (bad terminology really) with the babies we'd been lucky to bring together in June before Eggy passed too... and by chance I saw a post for a sad little female kitten quite some car journey away (about 40 miles) who was the runt of her litter, was "having issues with the kids in the house" and very aggressive. . .
Supposedly at 9 weeks old when we went to collect her, lets just say.... she was 6 weeks if that and very much not used to being handled, fed or even looked at!
It took us many weeks to bring her up to full health (full of fleas and worms upon arrival) and too tiny to even bite teany tiny kitten-sized kibble, we managed to find a way through it all (literally the last thing we'd honestly felt we would be able to cope with after everything ... - weaning a TYTLIM Kitten.......)
See below some of the first images of the little bundle of bitey - needle toed cuteness.