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Newest Family Member

It is with greatest hesitation that I welcome the newest family member to our home.

This was all sprung on me yesterday afternoon whilst we were having a nice lunch and planning on going to Target to get a few things.

The conversation started off with: Warren supports this, and, mommy I love you. Okay, two sentences that are sure to elicit a 'NO' from mom.

Hayley didn't want to tell me what was up because 'I've got it all written down'. Yet another statement that would equal a 'NO' from me.

She finally spilled the beans........I want a kitty that I can raise and would be mine - Warren has two cats, you have Missy, etc, etc, etc.

Sigh. This led to a trip to Petsmart........where they had no kitties. I'm all about adoption, don't get me wrong, but, I seriously think she should have gotten a little bit older cat.

Well, we came home and called a couple other places, no luck. So I, in my infinite wisdom, look up the Denver Dumb Friends League. Lo and behold: kitties

Sigh. So off we go to the DDFL. We get signed up, find a cat - get our hopes up only to be told once we are in a visiting room that the cat she wanted was 'on hold'.

Sigh. Crushed little girl heart.

So Hayley says: I want Bruce - read: I'm not leaving without a kitty.

Well, Bruce it is. Bruce has an array of health issues - because why would we want a healthy pet? read: Missy's ass has cost me close to $1,000.

Little Bruce has been renamed 'Nightmare' and Vladimir (the name of the original kitty we couldn't get - that's what I'm calling him anyway). I hope the kitty does not live up to the name Nightmare. Okay, I hope Nightmare is a Nightmare for Lucy. This I cannot wait to see.

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