I've mentioned before that Dave and I are certainly not cat-people. When he came home from walking Ella to the bus stop with a tiny black kitten mewing in his arms, I thought he lost his mind! I guess this little lost kitty found the kids at the bus stop this morning and was quickly adopted by a family of older kids. Since they were about to get on a bus, though, they couldn't take it home. Out of the goodness in his heart, Dave agreed to keep the kitten for the day until they came home from school to claim it.
Would you believe this sweet little creature completely disrupted my day? First there was the work of finding a box it wouldn't break out of like a monster, feeding it, listening to it cry then worrying that it had died when it was silent. Next was Lily, who has named cats as her arch-enemy. She spent the whole day on edge, running around frantically, barking at nothing and trying to break down the door the kitten was locked behind. Then there was Delia who has named cats as her most favorite animal in the whole world. Within minutes of meeting the kitty she was professing her love for it. When it innocently scratched her in its frisky kitten way, she was not just physically hurt, but betrayed and broken hearted. By the end of the day she didn't even want to see/talk about/be around the kitty anymore. And then there was Ella. She also formed a fast and strangely intense bond with the cat and wept when it was time to hand it over.
Kitty-sitting was a treat for some of us for a little while, but mostly it affirmed something we already knew...we'll NEVER own a cat!
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