A family at church recently had a few litters of kittens and were looking to give them to good homes. Imagine my shock when Tim actually said we could take one! Dabney literally shed tears of joy. And that is not an exaggeration. This is our family's first pet.
We brought the little guy home yesterday and I think things are going very, very well. We call him Buster. He finds his newspaper when he needs it (Tim's bringing home a proper litter box tonight) and has taken to eating and drinking just fine. My only job with him is managing his crowd control. My pet-starved kids just can't get enough of him, although he handles them well.