Merlin and Jasper were two of a litter of three kittens
born to our little tabby cat, Kitty. We never intended to keep any of them. We already had four cats. We had thought that
Kitty wouldn't get pregnant because she was so tiny. When she did, our plan was to find homes for them when they were old
enough to leave their mother.
Our plans were foiled when a different member of the family
fell in love with each kitten . It was obvious by the time they were a few weeks old that we were keeping them, all
Even at that age they each were developing their
own little characters. Jasper was the nervous one who loved to be cuddled and have his long, silky fur stroked. Merlin was
the wild one, who bit you when you groomed his long fur. Domino, The third member of the trio, and the only one who is
still with us, was laid back and independent.