How often have you heard, “Never say never”? I know I have and almost every time what I said I would never do I ended up doing. For example, I am not a fan of flying. I want to keep my feet on the ground. I often told people I would never set foot on a plane. Well, that lasted for about 40 years. Then I went to NCTE in Atlanta with some friends from our Writing Project. Since then I have flown several times although I am still not a fan.
Well, once again my saying never again has turned out to be a lie. About a year ago we lost one of our cats to old age ailments. We had three and now we were down to two . Kathy and talked it over and decided that we would get another kitten or cat. After all, we are both 60 plus. A cat can live 15 – 20 years. I can just see me at 80 cleaning out litter boxes. We were in agreement, no more cats. We will keep it at two.
For the longest time we didn’t give in even though every time we went to out vet’s she always had a kitten needing a home in her waiting room. She is also a breeder of ragamuffins and of course, that is what our Ned is. Well, she posted pictures of the latest litter on Facebook. Of the four kittens, three were spoken for and one was not. This little guy didn’t even have a name. He was just known as “Big Boy” because he is the biggest of the litter.
We hemmed and hawed about him but didn’t really decide to do anything. Then we took Molly in for her yearly visit. We asked the vet about the kitten and she told us some things. Kathy and I looked are each other and said we would take him. Our vet was thrilled not only because she knows us, but also because since we take our cats to her she will continue to see him.
So, her is a picture of our new addition. at 7 weeks and two pounds. He will be able to come home with us in June. He is no longer called Big Boy. His name is Dustin