It’s Springtime. Flowers bloom. Men feel more manly. Women feel coquettish. ( Be nice, I’m laying groundwork here. ) Felines are producting kittens in copious amounts. What’s a Daddy to do?
We lost one of our four cats about a month ago, we euthanized him. Painful for us all, and it really broke my 11 year old daughter for about a week. We promised she could pick out a kitten.
Today was the day. Off we went to an animal rescue up around Middletown. In the back room I personally witnessed in excess of 2,300 kittens. ****** Each kitten was more adorable than the last one until finally I suffered some kind of collapse due to extreme overexposure to Cute. While I was being brought around by the nice people at the animal rescue facility ( who must this happen all the time. They had smelling salts and a Coca Cola Slurpee for me when I came around ), the Wifestrocity and** Fem-Bot** and Man-Cub had chosen a kitten.
He is at least as gorgeous than the other 2,299 kittens I saw. Perhaps a shade moreso. It’s difficult to tell, since I’ve no perspective here. New parenthood does that, you know. We put him in the Fem-Bot’s bedroom for now, so he can recover from the unspeakable shock of being separated from his 2,299 feline bretheren and in general adjust to things.
He has been named Dobbie, due to the ear-size-to-skull-size ration he’s been endowed with. We’re talking so darned cute that if I had a way to do so, why I’d post photos right here.
Anyone else adopting kittens now-adays?
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