We went to PetSmart today and dh had to go to the bathroom. In order to go to the bathroom you have to pass by the kittys up for adoption in the windows..... while he was indisposed I was looking at the kittys and reading their "stories". One looked like Milo (big orange boy) who had been a stray, ones name was Diva, one's name was Tiger (a greyish/tan/almost muted but not really striped cat - more like - oh I don't even know how to describe him or her - didn't get that far....) and then I got as far as a cute black and white kitten about 5 months old who was "an orphan". I didn't get to look at all of them but Neil was back out there by then and he was standing at the cart while I took my turn in the bathroom.
When I came out he said "keep walking" I said "Why?" and he said "because I might want to take that one home with me" indicating Tiger. They were all (from the local humane society) adults except the "orphaned kitten" (also from the humane society) whom he also mentioned he "would take home". I think..... I'm not SURE, but I THINK, Neil is beginning to really like cats. He was FURIOUS with me when I went to get the first one he agreed to let me have and I actually came home with two. It's a far cry from those days.... hehehehehe...... I just might see some new kitty's in my house in the coming years!!!! WOOHOO!!!
Tiger, by the way, was drinking from his/her dish in a rather cute way.... dipping his/her front paw in then licking said paw rather than drinking the water directly. Apparently while I was in the bathroom, Tiger, made a nearly successful attempt to win my husbands heart. I should have stayed in the bathroom longer....
We DID get the kitty litter we needed so the trip actually WAS successful but almost ended up MORE successful than originally planned. Almost.
