Simply a Mouser...

Every farm needs a barn cat. A couple months ago, our amazing Maximus had to be put to sleep because he was hit by a car. The damage was too bad, and it broke every bit of all of our hearts. It was no doubt the best thing we could do for him, but that didn't lessen the pain and sadness. Our family tries to learn from every situation, to find joy in the pain and hope for the future. The last thing we wanted to do was "replace" our Max...so we took our time and grieved him. The farm wasn't the same with out our hunter. With all of this warm weather upon us, Cam and I knew that those little squeakers were going to be in full force in no time at all. Hence our new little mouser. He fits in my hands, and has the most incredible markings. He reminds us of a tiger(already had a cat named tiger...that is a no-go). We can't call him an official barn cat, because he will be indoors more than a barn cat...but just for kicks, meet........, our "barn" kitten (name to be inserted at a later time).