When Tresa a a first year teacher a little girl brought this tiny little flea infested kitten to school and said that her mama said not to bring it home because she would kill it. Tresa called and asked if she could bring it to our house until she found a home for it.....uh, you know how that goes. So, we had three cats. Boo is the cute little calico in the last picture. She was so cute.
Over the course of about two years, all three of our kitties died, and we have been "catless" for about 8 months now. Just looking at their pictures brings back such awesome memories. I sure did love my kitties.
Every time I see a cat now I get that urge to run out and get a kitten. They are just so darn cute and so much fun. They have to be one of the funniest little creatures there are. You can't help but laugh when you watch their antics. The Air Jordan like leaps, the tail chasing, the ability to dribble their toys....so much fun. They climb up and cuddle and just purr so loud. There is something very calming about them when they are like that.
Then I quickly remind myself of that other side of kitty ownership....the scratching of furniture, the litter box cleaning, the dogs making a meal out of what's in the litter box if they get to it before you do, the cat food dishes on the counter because certain dogs in this house LOVE cat food of any kind, the inability to leave a plate of food on the counter for even one second without a cat licking it or dragging the food off the plate and onto the counter to feast on it, the way they have to lay on the kitchen table when the sun comes through the window leaving hair everywhere and last but not least.....hairballs!
Tomorrow morning we are headed into the city to visit Tresa and Chris AND Casey their new little kitten! I know the urge to get a kitten is going to be more than I can handle when I leave there tomorrow....but I guess I can always come back and read paragraph #5 of this post over and over and over again.