Karma

Karma's arrival was the last major event of the summer. One day we woke up with a bunch of middle aged and aging cats, and then there was a hungry, howling kitten.

We think the male cat we feed outside brought her to us because she looks like a tiny version of him.

She went from waif to diva almost overnight.

The big cats are still trying to figure out what happened to their quiet world.

I tell them they were once orphans, and someone took them in.

They are not sure.

Karma has stolen all of their toys.