littlekitty510

Right now I have a little black kitten sitting in my lap. She is adorable. My friend Omstead's kitty had babies and they need a place to call home. He had homes for all of them, but the people decided not to take them, so Omstead is stuck with 5 extra babies. I toyed with the idea of bringing one home for the summer, then taking it back with me (to live in Trey's apartment) during the Fall. I talked to my Mom about it, and she was okay with it. Not exactly thrilled, but it was my decision. I decided against it though. I know in my mind that it's best for the kitten and me. It's so hard to let go, because the little thing is so cuddly and would be the perfect lap cat. It's so calm and sweet. It would be great to keep, but it's just the wrong time right now. Trey and I will adopt a kitten when he moves into his apartment in the fall. This little baby, and all her brothers and sisters, will go live out at Trey's farm with about 30 other cats that live out there. It's really hard to give it up, because it is so cute. I guess it shows how much I have matured. Back in the day I would have jumped at the opportunity without thinking of the consequences. I know better now.