Our four oldest boys worked in the local vineyard for a couple of days this week. The first day, when I went to pick them up, Mr. Inventor came out of the barn where they were waiting for me, carrying a little black kitten! The mother, a wild cat, had been shot the day before, and the man they were working with said he would kill the kitten, too, if we didn’t take it. Of course, we brought the little fellow home. He has become tame remarkably fast. We’re loving having a kitten around for the first time since we came to New Zealand over six years ago. We have a cat, but he was full-grown when we got him. This little kitten, named Shadow, is going to be fun for everyone to watch.