Hello and welcome to a mid-June Saturday here at the Wannaskan Almanac. Today is June 18th. As the WAKWIR* alluded to in last week's blog post , we had an unexpected adventure a week ago involving a kitten. Here's the story as told by the Fourth Soon-to-be Fifth Grader (with help from mom). So, we were biking from swimming lessons and we were on the homestretch by the St. Mary's Cemetery. I heard a strange little meow. We checked by the cemetery because I saw a white thingy, but it was just foam. Then I heard it again and I followed its meowing until I came to one spot and I almost stepped on the kitten. She was a calico with white fur and patches of orange and white stripes and brown and black stripes. I told my mom that I found her. It jumped and scurried off through the tall grass away from us and toward the road. We followed her and fed her Lunchables pepperoni. We biked home, got the cat carrier and tuna, and we rode in a car back to the cemetery. We listened for the m...
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