Nah, no pregnancy for me. I have nowhere to grow a baby these days.
I have been brooding about another cat. Clare and Al were exclaiming over the kittens in the newspaper pound report. So, on a whim, off we went to the pound. Looking for an outgoing, "personality plus" kitten, to cope in a household with dog, cat and kids. The first one, a gorgeous ginger, was taken. The first to come and greet us, that is. Next was a male tabby-and-white. He has become our Micky.
Pip, our 10 yo cat, is disgusted. Introduced, Micky ran up to play with Pip. Micky was greeted with a loud hisss and Pip stalking off. Suska, the greyhound, was also disgusted. "Why did you bring that thing here?".
Oh no, boy cat! Minus reproductive parts.
Pip and Suska want the kitten to depart. But..."Ah, Micky, he's so fine", etc. Welcome kitteh.
Oh squee! He's adorable. Yay for kittehs. (Get him insured)
Posted by: Stompergirl | December 23, 2011 at 09:42 PM
He is so cute! Love that kittenish glee. Surely the other pets will get used to him? Merry Christmas to you and yours. xJ
Posted by: Janet | December 24, 2011 at 10:36 AM
So cute! I wish I had a BASKET of kittens. But then I'd end up with a house full of cats... Have a lovely Christmas.
Posted by: shadygrey | December 24, 2011 at 12:55 PM