Thursday, September 11, 2008

Stock in Claritin

So, it all started with Charlie
Now there is Wonka. Or Willy. Or Spencer. Or Pekoe. This little guy wandered into our neighbors yard last night. As I am watching her dogs today, she had called me to let me know that a little kitten was hanging out and making a racket and to watch out for it, because her dog Emma, ate them for breakfast. Sure enough as I went over after work there was little kitten. He is so thin you can feel his ribs and hip bones. Poor little kitty.

Kitty is now in the lower floor of the house hanging out with Charlie. I assure you, he won't be staying as my allergies can hardly stand Chuck. I'll be posting some photo's of him on the work fridge in hopes to hook a kind soul into adopting him and give him a nice life.

Or... we could be a 2 dog, 2 cat household. The pharmacists will know me by name with all of the allergy medicine I'll need to buy. But the look on Gilday's face when the kitten fell asleep in his arms? Worth it.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous2:30 PM

    Dear God, you're turning into cat people.

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