which two?
Well so much has happened since I last blogged. First of all- my dad came to visit for a week and we had a wonderful time. It was so good to see him and he took our minds off of our kitty. We took him to the zoo and spent 3 wonderful days at the beach. In the middle of his visit my cousin came to visit from Colorado. We took her along to the beach as well. I’ll try to blog our days activities in a separate blog. After my dad left we were all sad and missing him so we stopped at the pet store to look at kitties. UGH…. We saw three incredible little fur balls that just stole our hearts at first sight. The boys begged and begged me to get one…. i called Mick and he suggested we wait so that he and i could discuss it. The boys watched the kittens jump around for a little longer and we left. When Mick got home the boys begged and begged for new kitties- and he told them he’d discuss it with me. he and I talked about and he voiced the concerns that had run through my head. Such as- ‘is it too soon?’, ‘do we want one, or two?’ etc… I told him that I thought that two would be a good number, so that they could keep each other company. Mick said he’d think about it and make a decision in the morning. The boys were up early the next morning in anticipation of taking Mick to see the fur balls. When we got there the store keeper took all the cats out and let the boys start playing with them. i stood back and tried to read Mick’s facial expressions in hopes of getting some idea of what he was thinking. After about 20 minutes I pulled Mick aside and asked him what he thought. He nodded and smiled. I then asked him the hardest question- ‘which two?’…. and he said ‘well, i think we should take all three.” I was so happy…. I called the boys over and told Mick that he had to give them the news. When he told them ‘all three’ they started hugging him and jumping up and down. It was awesome. So we packed them in a box, paid and brought them home. Oh they are so darn sweet. They are 8 weeks old and long haired. After a few days of discussing names we finally decided on Rori (little girl kitty), Butters (cause he’s butterscotch in color), and Baby Elvis (Elvis was a nick name for our kitty that we lost). The boys are so happy and Mick just shakes his head as they terrorize our home and get into everything that isn’t nailed down. We never tried to ‘replace’ our kitty, just fill the hole that his death left behind. 3 naughty kittens is a sure way to fix that!!!
I’m smiling ear to ear
T