Tentatively named "Kettle" and "Bell." They probably weigh six ounces, each.
They are the youngest of three sets of feral kittens that have popped out this month, and their mother has sequestered them in the garage (since the other two litters are under the front of the house).
There will be pictures when I get them off K's camera. I estimate that they're a month old - awkward, pot-bellied, bat-faced, and blue-eyed.
Despite being the more bold of the two, the white one with spots will be Bell, because the other one is a dark tiger brindle, which is a lot closer to black. Whether this means the actually-black kitten from the middle litter gets named "Pot" remains to be seen, but that pair have thus far gone unnamed.
( This gives us in excess of a dozen porch and yard feline denizens. )
You can't argue with kittens, even if you're an invisible sky wizard. Ceiling & Basement Cat, and the FSM - now there's a holy trinity a guy can believe in.
They are the youngest of three sets of feral kittens that have popped out this month, and their mother has sequestered them in the garage (since the other two litters are under the front of the house).
There will be pictures when I get them off K's camera. I estimate that they're a month old - awkward, pot-bellied, bat-faced, and blue-eyed.
Despite being the more bold of the two, the white one with spots will be Bell, because the other one is a dark tiger brindle, which is a lot closer to black. Whether this means the actually-black kitten from the middle litter gets named "Pot" remains to be seen, but that pair have thus far gone unnamed.
( This gives us in excess of a dozen porch and yard feline denizens. )
You can't argue with kittens, even if you're an invisible sky wizard. Ceiling & Basement Cat, and the FSM - now there's a holy trinity a guy can believe in.