The other day Mom came home from a buying trip at the local Petsmart and I just knew she had been up to no good. Along with the pleasant smells of a friendly pet shop I smelled the unpleasant aroma of kitten.
Upon interrogation Mom confessed that she had been kitten snuggling at the adoption event! Not just one kitten either - two. A tiny silver tabby boy AND a gray tabby girl!
Mom began to gush about how cute the little girl kitten was and that it looked so much like me. She said the adoption folks mentioned she was "a handful" and ran her brothers raged.
Dad refused to partake and this is why he remains my favorite.
Mom said that during the cuddle the kitten jumped from her arms and right into her purse in the shopping cart. She asked if I didn't think it was a sign that the kitten wanted to come live with us?
Um, no. I think that kitten was trying to flee the corporal cuddle-fest and landed in her purse by chance. Sure I think there is a chance that kitten was angling for a great home. Any kitten can see that Mom is a push-over. Good on you little kitten, but this house is remaining a one-cat sanctuary.