It must be tattooed across my forehead. It was a typical Wednesday afternoon. I pulled up at daycare around 5:15 to get my little girl. I be-bop in, sign Paige out, and chat with my friend Lisa before getting Paige from her room. That's when I spot it: the kitten. Lisa is loving on him & petting him & he's just the cutest thing. She found him abandoned on the college campus. Her hubby is allergic, so she can't keep him. We don't need another cat. We have 3 cats & 1 dog already in the house.
What do I do? Pull out my phone and call Ronnie. One of us must be the rational one & say no, right? We don't need another cat. He suggests we take it on a temporary basis. Let's see how it fits in with the other cats, if Marc & Wendy like it, see if we like it. You know, be reasonable. Reasonable? Not likely.
We walk in from daycare & take him over to meet the rest of us. Wendy immediately liked him. After all, he's black & white, so he fits in with the others. The boys, Jeff & Ryan, are all over him. The other cats don't really care. Shadow, the dog? She thinks we got her a new toy. Ronnie likes him, Paige loves him. Everyone thinks he's adorable. So, met the newest member of our family.
He's a boy, about 6 to 8 weeks old is our guess. Lisa was calling him James Bond since he's a black & white cat; it looks like he's wearing a tux. We're renaming him, but don't know what yet. Something Sci Fi, of course. We're thinking maybe something from Battlestar Gallactica. We haven't decided if he's human or cylon though. Suggestions for names? Post 'em in the comments, please.
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