I know it must have been hard for her to do, loving cats the way she does and having to tell a little girl with pleading eyes that we couldn't keep it.
A cute little stray showed up today. Must be between 8 and 10 weeks old. Such a cutie pie!
Wait! What am I saying? We can't have another cat! We already have 5!
How am I supposed to look in those big blue eyes and say, "No"? How am I supposed to ignore those big ears on that little kitten?
Ack! I'm being double-teamed! How do I say no to TWO pairs of pleading blue eyes?
The husband and I repeatedly tell the girls to "put that cat back where you found it!" and they repeatedly bring her back to the back door and play with her.
"Pl e-e-e-ease!!!" is the chorus I am getting from 3 little ones, that fight over who gets to hold it next.
The cat food container is looking decidedly lower than it was this morning and I find the girls have brought some food for the kitten to eat. Oh dear. Now kitten knows we have food to feed her.
We really can't have another cat! Plus, its a girl! If we don't get her spayed, she's gonna make more babies and we can't afford to get her spayed or support more kittens. The local shelter is already over-whelmed with cats and kittens.
Kitten is turning on the charm. She pounced on a leaf in that cute way kittens have and I swear I felt something inside me melt. Ack! Hubby! DO something!
Help! Kittens are my kryptonite and my powers are weakening!
It's all karma-- what I've done as a kid is coming back to haunt me with my own kids!