Crap! We're Up to 35!!!

So the population of the 'Brass Ark Farm' has gone from 20 something to a whopping 35 (including the farmer & his wife). It went up by four chickens (that will lay blue eggs), down by 1 old girl literally tipping over (hope I go that way. Well not with my poor old feet wrapped around a perch and falling into chicken sh-- but you know what I mean). Then there was the one that Casey killed (the other one survived just didn't lay an egg for a week or so). Then we got four more Rhode Island Reds and now we have a kitten that someone dropped off. Darce & Chris were kind enough to keep her until all our company left but now we have the little demon. She is not a cat I would ever have picked out but Jim loves her and she is pretty cute with the sharpest freakin' claws I have ever seen. I bought a beautiful soft pink button down shirt 2 days ago, wore it yesterday and everbody kept saying how nice it looked and then I came home and picked up the kitten... Everything was fine and then for no apparent reason she decided she needed to leave. I didn't want her to fall but she was having none of that. So she ripped my shirt in four places and me about the same. Now this wasn't a flimsy shirt but a no-iron heavy cotton shirt! Then I looked at the scratching posts! Shredded! I figure she will probably kill us in our sleep...

So, now I would like to introduce you to 'GRACIE'
Not named after me but because the 'neighbours' (love you guys by the way) pointed out that now we have, Will, Jack & Grace...Oz is really pissed off that we now call him Karen...Oh, I forgot to mention that I love the little critter but I'm scared to get attached in case Brenna does her in...it'sso relaxing around here watching the 80 lb dog stalk the 1 lb kitten...getting better though, I think