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Thursday
Sep122013

Ruh-Roh

I wouldn't say it never happens, but it is rare that I swear out loud. I like to save my four-letter word tirades for very special occasions. For example, when the Penguins are eliminated from the playoffs or when I manage to open a car door straight into my face.

I totally dropped about six swears the other day. I walked out our back door, started to cross the driveway, and let loose. This thing is why:

That's a kitten. A friendly kitten. A kitten that is maybe three or four months old. A kitten that is SUPER skinny and most likely homeless.

ALL OF THE CURSE WORDS.

To make it even better, the kitten was walking between the legs of Alexis and her neighborhood friends. It braved their screaming and yelling and general craziness so that it could say "hi" and HOOBOY. Have you met my child? She has never met an animal she didn't want to keep.

Case in point: She met a pet bunny a several months ago. She has asked for her own pet bunny on a weekly basis ever since. (The answer is NOOOOOO.)

Alexis started in on me the very second she saw me. "Mom! A kitten! Can we keep it!"

Real talk: if the whole thing had happened before we adopted Kiara, there would be no Kiara in our house. I would have agreed pretty quickly. Now, though? We have three cats. That's exactly one cat away from crazy levels, and I can't cross that line. NO. NO. NO.

I told Alexis that it wouldn't be happening. She made a pouty face at me and went back to playing.

And then the husband walked out of the house.

You know that thing where Alexis has never met an animal she didn't want to keep? That thing is hereditary and she didn't get it from me.

ALL OF THE CURSE WORDS.

A few days later, there is not a new kitten in my house. I am steadfast on the NOOOOOOO. There is, however, a kitty homeless shelter set up in our backyard, complete with a restaurant, bed, and every little thing that a homeless kitty could ever wish to have.

ALL OF THE CURSE WORDS.

(Anybody know where he came from? Or want a kitten?)

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Reader Comments (9)

bet Puck would love him (HA HA BET SHE WOULDN'T BUT I WOULD) but you are just too far away for us to adopt him!

September 12, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterCaroline

They're going to win when it gets cold so you might as well just snatch him up now, get him to the vet, and cleaned up so you can bring him in and start socializing him to the rest of the zoo. You're just fighting the inevitable.

September 12, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterLinda

He/she/it is beautiful but had evil in the eyes.

September 12, 2013 | Unregistered Commentertee

Tuesday afternoon as I nonchalantly hopped into the waiting Towncar at the airport, I hit my face on the corner of the door. I have no idea how that is even possible.

No kittens for us. Good luck to you. All of the curse words are acceptable in this situation!

September 13, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterJennifer

Handsome boy! I second the vet recommendation. Likely he's not microchipped, but the vet can check. Even if your not going to bring him in the house, I'd recommend having him neutered. Your local humane society may offer services for free or reduced cost.

Nothing wrong with three kitties!

September 13, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterDanielle

We crossed the line into crazy once. And as much as I love cats, I have to admit: 4 cats is a LOT.

But we also have 2 kittens who have been appearing in our back yard often these days. They both have a lot more white in their coats, but I wonder if they are related? These two are attached at the hip, but they are also highly afraid of adults. Not sure what they would be like around the kiddo... and also not sure I want to tempt fate.

September 13, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterLindsay

This I guarantee you - every cat she convinces you to keep will stay at your house looooong after she has left home. No matter how annoying, and even the one that engages in the hobby of puking on your pillow. Especially that one, in fact.

September 13, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterDonalyn@ The Creekside Cook

Yeah, you know you're keeping it, right? That's exactly how Molly came to live with us. Except she wasn't even friendly. At first. We tried for over a month to find her a home (FREE KITTEN! YAY!) to no avail, then my (then) 3 yr old looked at me and said "we're not still getting rid of the wild kitty, are we?)

ALL THE CURSE WORDS.

Of course we aren't. Sigh.

September 13, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterKyFireWife

Haha...I'm at 5...I was very happy at 4 until my sister got a divorce...I somehow wound up with 6 at one point. I've rehomed 1, so it stands at 5. Four is not too many...5 most definitely is.

September 13, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterCathy
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