It might be sad that I don’t post anything often and now that I am it has nothing to do with my work, but I can’t help myself. About half an hour ago, I got a call from my stepfather saying that he was up at the town pound and there was a three-day-old kitten needing a foster home. Being the animal lover I am I could hardly say no. So now I have a little male kitten (I’ll get back to you with the name), which I have to feed EVERY two hours and so on. (I will be adding a picture of him to the gallery, so head over there if you’d like to see a picture.) The other cats are very aware that there is a new kitten in the house. Right now, he is peacefully sleeping atop a warm water bottle covered in towels. He has to be kept in his little carrier for a few weeks and be kept at a nice warm temperature. I am strangely excited to be doing this, is that crazy?
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