Oh my gosh, this is so unbelievable. I seem to have a new kitten! Yesterday I had a big playdate planned with my nephews – my brother was bringing them over to my house, we were going to spend the whole day together, and then I was going to take them home last night (they live about 45 minutes away from me).
Well, when they arrived at my house yesterday morning, they had brought a kitten! On their way to my house, they saw this tiny little thing in the middle of a very busy highway; they saw her almost get hit by a car. So they pulled over and my brother managed to grab her. I’m calling her “her” though I’m not 100% sure about that.
So they brought her to me because my sister-in-law is allergic to cats. The little thing is absolutely adorable, black and white with blue eyes. My nephews are madly in love with her and I think I am too. She is very sweet and cuddly and purrs every time I pick her up.
BUT….LuLu is not happy at all about having a kitten in her house. She is very stressed and tense, and is hissing and baring her teeth at the kitten. I don’t know if this is going to work out, but Stan told me to give them time. I’ve been thinking about getting a second cat for a while now, so maybe this is the one, but if LuLu really prefers to be an only child, I may have to find another home for the little one.
I moved a bunch of junk out of my guest bedroom, and hopefully it's safe and kitten-proof; that’s where she is right now while I’m at work. She’s very smart….already using the litter box, and she’s eating and drinking. I have an appointment to take her to the vet tomorrow. It’s so exciting but I am kind of freaking out! Going to try to get my work done asap so I can leave early today. Photos coming soon!
Oh, we are calling her Maria. I said a bunch of names that I like, and that’s the one the nephews chose. Davis had learned a Spanish song at kindergarten about Maria, and he started singing it to her. Yesterday, I told the boys that we were going to have to change our playdate plans since we couldn’t go off and leave the cats alone. Mason said, “That’s okay, taking care of a life is more important than playing” which was so sweet and really, a very profound thing for a 7-year old boy to say.