|Purred: Wed Jul 25, '07 12:37am PST |
|My family of 15 was down from 18. I lost my beloved Blackie in March of 07. And just when I thought I'd gotten most of my grief dealt with, I was surprised one night to see his picture and started crying all over again. I was sorely missing my only black cat and after the death of his brother and Miss Kitty, I didn't want to add anymore to the family.
That was 4 weeks ago.
2 days after my new crying session I went out into a parking lot at a very busy street and there were 3 black kittens under my car. At first I swore I wouldn't keep them but my husband said if we didn't take them that God would send us 10 more .
We named the new babies, Winkie, Inkie (should have been Blinkin' but that was too close to Blackie) and Nod. They are adorable. They all have their first baby pictures posted. Surprisingly they were not feral. They had no fleas. No worms and other than lack of proper nutrition, they were ready for love.
We keep trying to kiss all the sugar off of them, but wouldn't you know it, they just keep getting sweeter instead.
We are back to 18. My husband says that's our lucky number. I hope he's right. Our house is full.
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