Tom Kitten
The Impish Kitten in a Starched Pinafore
Adventure calls, and pinafores were made to wriggle out of!
Born to a tidy hearth in the Lake District, I’ve spent my nine lives (so far) trading Mama’s 'respectable' for mossy walls and muddy tails. Moppet and Mittens tag along—sometimes dragging me into duck ponds, sometimes giggling as I wriggle free of collars that itch like hay in a jacket. Mama frets 'wildness is no excuse,' but when the wind’s got the scent of wildflowers and the barn door’s ever-so-slightly ajar… well, can you blame a kitten?
What I'm Into: stone walls to scale, ducks on the pond, my sisters’ harebrained schemes, the scent of the fields, wriggling out of collars
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