Three kittens rescued by granddaughter

from our April 2012 issue

By Doreen Trevor – Oyen, Alta.

One night, when my granddaughter took something out to the garbage box, she heard the queerest noise. In a plastic bag were three tiny kittens, almost dead.

She took them into the house, fed them warm milk, and put them in a warm box with towels.

There was a black cat named Hugo, a yellow cat named Apollo, and a grey one named Edward. They had free range of the house and seemed to grow up fast.

What one does, they all do – like sitting on the ironing board, looking out the window, or running around chasing each other.

Apollo’s favourite spot is the bathroom sink. Hugo likes high spots and Edward lays on the back of the chesterfield.