Last night around 5pm I mentioned to The Big Guy that I would be willing to talk about when would be a good time to get a new kitten (both he and The May Queen have been lobbying.)
Look what came home about noon today.I think he wanted to make sure I didn't have any time to change my mind.
Shakespeare, our alpha cat in residence, was unaware that his world was about to change. Let me just say that he is unamused. Growling and hissing have been his reaction. As expected.
We haven't named the new kitty yet. If it's anything like last time, this may take several days and an advanced voting system.Any suggestions? (he's a boy)