I am not a pet person. There I said it. But my kids love pets.
When Sarah was 4 I decided she needed a dog.
Big mistake on my part!!
I got her a little white puppy.
She loved that puppy. I didn't.
That little puppy was like having 3 kids at the same time. A LOT OF WORK.
We didn't keep him long....he found a new home.
Then when Sarah was about 14 she brought home a baby kitten from a visit with her cousin.
It was her birthday.
She didn't ask me.
I relented and let her keep him.
She still has that cat (Oliver)--- he is the devil, no seriously, he is a crazy cat.
I DO NOT LIKE THAT CAT!!!
I honestly believe that Oliver is schizophrenic. But that is another blog by itself.
Needless to say I didn't want anymore pets.
But I have an almost 6 year old boy......he loves animals of all kinds.
He captured a couple of bugs with his bug catcher and called them his friends.
Very Sad.
I like pets that don't live at my house:
Aunt Betty's bird lives in Florida -- I don't mind visiting him.
My cousin's dog, Harry. I don't mind him visiting us.
I think stuffed animals make perfect pets.
No mess.
No fuss.
But Caleb wasn't buying any of this.
He asked for his own puppy.
Then he asked for his own kitten.
I explained to him that we could visit Mimi's kittens anytime:
But he wanted his own kitten who would love him.
So what was I to do?
I began the search. I hoped the thought would go away.
It didn't.
We found his new best friend online and went to pick her up.
On the way to Whitehall to pick up the new friend.
Caleb is demonstrating how we must hold this new friend.
Very carefully.
Since it was a last minute decision when we found her
I didn't have a carrier ready.
So we used a box.
He named her Ella.
She is 2 months old.
And they love each other already.
Ella follows Caleb everywhere.
I found them here last night:
Cuddled up together in my bed watching TV.
Caleb told me last night - Ella is my new best friend.
I am Ella's daddy now.
We have to be careful when we walk through the house or we here:
SHHH, Ella is sleeping and you will wake her up.
Talk softly so you don't scare Ella.
I have to say Caleb has totally surprised me here - he takes very good care of Ella.
He feeds her. He makes sure she has water.
He even wanted to give her a bath last night.
Thank goodness Sarah caught him while he was running the bath water.
He hasn't touched the litter box yet....oh, but he will eventually!!!
For now the doctor is out.....praying that Ella is normal....since one crazy cat is enough for me...
