DH said something last night along the lines of Smudge getting spayed tomorrow (today), and I said no, it's next week. He was like what, I thought it was tomorrow!! I said no - definitely next week. And he said "aww man, I was preparing myself for her going". I asked if he wanted her to go and he says "no, I was preparing myself emotionally for giving her back".
So I said "we could keep her"
and he says "we could....".
So I'm not going to push him, because our two are handful enough as it is in our 1000 sq. feet, but I will "double check" if he wants to give her back, or if we should keep her. She sits in his chest and sucks on his nose and kisses his face, then snuggles into his neck purring and he thinks it's wonderful.
She's so like our old kitty Byron who he loved and misses - and was also black, so it wouldn't surprise me if we ended up being a 3 cat household!
So I said "we could keep her"
So I'm not going to push him, because our two are handful enough as it is in our 1000 sq. feet, but I will "double check" if he wants to give her back, or if we should keep her. She sits in his chest and sucks on his nose and kisses his face, then snuggles into his neck purring and he thinks it's wonderful.
She's so like our old kitty Byron who he loved and misses - and was also black, so it wouldn't surprise me if we ended up being a 3 cat household!