Freckles is the neighborhood kitty. She just drops in from time-to-time and frightens the heck out of me when I’m in the yard working. Or she hides behind the bushes at the end of the house and jumps out and scares Chippy half to death! Freckles is the sweet kitty that, so far, has survived living in this vast wilderness where Coyotes, wolves, skunks, and fox roam free. And where everyone reads at least one chapter of Jack London’s Call of The Wild before turning off their lights at night. Yikes! Now, I have frightened myself, again.