So, my husband has always said (usually when I swoon over his mom's barn kittens) that we aren't getting another kitten until Frankie crosses the bridge. Of course, this could be years as she's only 9 and in very good health. Anyway, last night we were coming home and we saw the cutest tuxedo kitten in our complex. It looked like he might have been following a little girl but it was hard to tell. We both looked at the kitten and at each other then back at the kitten. The girl saw us and picked the kitten up. I don't know if he was hers or just a stray kitten but we went inside and I didn't see him again. Now, the good part is that my husband said, as soon as we were inside, that if we ever found a stray kitten we would have NO CHOICE but to adopt it! I was very happy to hear that.
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8/10/07 at 7:41am