So I guess I got a little kitty fever when we went to the fair and saw the sick and dying kitties.
Cause when I went to a garage sale and a little kitty tried to follow me into the street and I found out it was a stray...well it came home with me.
A nice healthy kitty says the vet. But he has fleas. Hmmmm. Many many baths later, we think we have nipped that problem in the bud.
He still isn't allowed to roam the house, just in case. He's a kitchen kitty. Right where I can wash everything daily. But he is a healthy kitty. And a nice patient kitty.
He lets the boys play doctor with him.
And the lion tamer is in love with him.
Up until today Rosebud has been on the OTHER side of this baby gate from kitty. Today she was allowed in. And they bonded.
Both kitty and girl enjoyed each other's company.
And even when the wrong end of the cat toy was shoved into his face...and even when I caught her picking him up very ungracefully...he was fine. So I guess we have a kitty. :o)