Raven got to have the pick of the litter. Literally.
As it happened, ten-week old Raven’s furmom wanted to get her a buddy, someone she could grow up with. As furmom had always had cats, she thought a kitten might be a great companion and then took it a step further. She decided to let Raven choose her new friend.
So off they went to the shelter where they met four kitten candidates, but Raven didn’t even have to think about it. She walked right up and picked out little Woodhouse. Instantly the two hit it off. Woodhouse found a forever home. Raven got her new best friend.
The two are together constantly. They play together. They eat together. They even sleep together. Now that is a very happy tale. Make that two tails.