We're a bunch of softees when it comes to animals.
My son works at a store that will remain unnamed and he discovered a tiny kitten in the back room, deserted by siblings and his mother. He couldn't leave it there so he brought the tiny little guy home - and asked if we would take him. I'm as bad as everyone else. I said yes!
We named him Wally!
As our older cat lost some of his pep, I suggested we get another kitten to play with Wally. So, we made a trip to the vet. However when my husband took a seat while I looked at the kittens, Celine made her choice and jumped in his lap.
Now we have three cats.
Oh, we love dogs too, but they have to be taken for a walk and believe it or not, with retirement, we just don't have the time or the inclination.
