Half a dozen cutie points or more?

Our little village has got a quite big family of village cats. You meet them in the morning and the evening, either sleeping in the plant pots or playing catch me if you can with each other or their own tail.

Growing up on a farm in a wee hamlet in Denmark, we always had cats around and I cannot resist cats, so I always carry a bag of cat treats in my bag, to feed them if they are around.

The family who has them, or in which shed they were born, are going to desex them, I've been told, and that is good, otherwise we could soon have a problem with too many of them around.

This morning I found these two kittens sleeping together under a little tree in a plant pot.

Cute,