I woke up this morning to the following: "Mom, I found this when I was running..." THIS is a kitten. Not just an ordinary kitten, a sweet purring starving kitten with gooky eyes. She is calico with a white face, about eight or ten weeks old.....she has not stopped purring yet. We have only given her a few pieces of cat food because I don't want to her to overeat and die in my hands. I do not want another cat, but this kitten...well, how can anyone be so cruel? She is alive, and everything in me says NOURISH this kitty....take care of her, love her....well, maybe I am crazy, but...
The problem here is Paul. He is such a nice husband, I love him dearly. But he is much more practical than me. And I already LOVE the kitten. I hate to be all beggy and well...I hate to do things I know bother him, like taking in more animals. But....tomorrow IS my birthday....
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ha ha...well then happy birthday...I hope you get to keep it!!!!:):)
It's a baby!!! Hope you get to keep her. Wash her goopy eyes like a baby, with a wet cotton ball.
I LOVE kittens too!
Well, hey! YOUR birthday is the day after mine! Hope you had a nice day (I haven't read ahead yet! haha!), as I surely did! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
(Oh, and Hi to Noelle! Nice to "see" you here!)
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