A funny thing happened on my way to bed last night…
Bubbles asked me casually if we could have another cat. One of his classmates was looking for a home for a kitten she’d found. Ours are outdoor cats (Seymour’s allergic), and you can almost never have too many of those when you live out in the country, so I said, “Sure – why not?”
A little while later he came up to me again. “They’re on their way, Mom.”
It was late. I hadn’t expected said pretty little baby kitty to arrive till sometime the next day. Instead, he arrived just before 10:00 p.m. that night, accompanied by one quiet girl and her tired mama.
Say hello to my little friend!
“Hello, small human. My name is Spitfire, and I own you. Now, fetch me some more of that meatlike stuff – it is tasty, and I require more!”
“I shall conquer the world, one tiny human at a time…”
This adorable little ball of fluff is called Spitfire. Goodness knows how he came by the name, but Bubbles and I agree that it suits him. After all, he’s not shy about letting us know when he wants our attention (all the time) or when he’s upset that he’s no longer the center of attention (any time we’re not actively adoring him), but his little tiny baby kitty meows are just about the cutest thing I’ve heard in a while. And he’s so tiny! How can you not love something this tiny?
He’s like Baby Groot – too cute to handle! 😀
So tell me – are you a cat person, a dog person, or somewhere in between? Do you have any fur babies?
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