Earlier this spring I realized that our resident cat – Tiger – was getting up in years.
She was a kitten the year that Angel Girl was born – making her 14 years old. (Which is like 107 in cat years – right?).
Since we haven’t seen any baby kitties around here for awhile – and Tiger might need some help keeping the mice down – I started asking around for some.
You know where this is going don’t you.
The first kitty arrived on graduation day – was named Loki and quickly claimed by Buddy.
The second kitty arrived 2 weeks later – was named Katniss and quickly claimed by Buddy.
The third kitty showed up the next day – was named Prim and quickly claimed by Buddy.
Does anyone see a pattern here?
Then this morning a friend dropped off a momma cat and 4 kitties while I was at the grocery store.
They were all quickly claimed by Buddy who is in his element trying out different names for them all.
Now I’m wondering just who else I might have mentioned this to?
Just be careful what you wish for.
(PS – I am no longer wishing for kitties – but I am still wishing for zucchini, cucumbers, summer squash and fresh tomatoes. Just saying.) 🙂