One More Mouth To Feed

I couldn't believe my ears last Saturday. Jimbob has never been terribly fond of cats and complains about the Persian Princess when he can get away with it. But he also spoils her rotten. I had taken Tink to the vet for a geriatric check up and he was concerned since sixteen is ancient for Persians. A little later he said, "I guess we'll have to look into getting another cat soon."

I nearly fell out of my chair. He's a closet cat lover, but don't tell him that. I'm more than willing to add another cat to the household. At one time, I had five. After we come back from vacation in July, I'm headed to the SPCA to pick out another little darling.