The guy who works at BOC that is a cat lover and flirts with me all the time (herein known as EC2.0), is working on getting the girl on the left comfortable enough with him so he can adopt her. The guys have named her “Rocket Socks”. How awful a name is that? Good Greif! Anyway, she follows him around, and hangs out in his office in the construction trailer. Soon she’ll be living in his cozy house with the resident big fat cat. Lucky little one.
The other girl, and I forget what they call her (but it is equally as awful), would probably be a prime candidate for adoption, except for that she is obviously pregnant. This is not something I need to know on top of the whole rat poison thing. And there is another female around who they think just had kittens. Gah!
Before I knew it I said “That’s what I want, a kitten.”
“If I find where she had them, and I can get one, do you want it?” EC2.0 asked.
“Yeah.” It was out before I thought about it.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have too soft a heart when it comes to animals. Too tender hearted. I know I can’t save them all, but I can do what I can.
OMG! A kitten.