A big fat liar. I didn't even get two extra posts done yesterday, so I'm retracting what I said. The first post (yeah, the one that didn't count?), it counts now. So that was Saturday. The next one, that was Sunday.* This one here - this is Monday. Later will come Tuesday and we'll be all back to good.
So we have an adopt-a-kitten living in our garage right now. I want to keep her forever and ever and she can be mine and I will love her. I've named her Mittens and she is adorable!!! However, she is stressing out the big guy and she's not even been in the house yet. I keep telling him that I love him best, but I don't think he beleives me.
She's so cute though. She's little and black and white and has four white socks. She's very sweet and friendly and wants to sit in your lap and climb on you and rub on you. I'm trying very hard to find her owner, because she is obviously well loved, but I'm afraid that she was lost (or dumped) from a travelling vehicle. I'm taking her to the vet at lunch to see if she has a chip, in case she's from far away. I want to find her home, because I know if it was me, I would be devatstated to lose my kitty, but at the same time, in the back of my mind, I want to keep her.
*Shush. I know it's called "Hi, It's Saturday" but whatever. It works for me.
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