Honey?

I just asked my wife if she’s been seed­ing the bush­es with kittens.

Yes, that’s what I said.

We’ve been talk­ing, in a gen­er­al sense, about adding a cou­ple of kit­tens to the house, for many months.

About a month ago, I said that I think it’s get­ting to be time, as Shel­ley seems to be get­ting clos­er to being ready to leave us.

At least twice today, I’ve had glimpses of tails out of the cor­ners of my eyes. Just tails. Def­i­nite­ly not lupine, canine or—wait. It breaks down there. “Roden­tia” does­n’t sound right. Any­way, it def­i­nite­ly was­n’t a squir­rel, chip­munk, rac­coon, or pos­sum tail.

It was def­i­nite­ly a very small, very feline tail. Pos­si­bly more than one.

I’m unsure of the color.

curiousmay9 said that she has­n’t actu­al­ly acquired kit­tens and left them for me to find, as she could­n’t take off work to lay in wait and watch me find them, and she would­n’t miss that.

She did, how­ev­er, tell word­can­dlemage, that we’re look­ing for kit­tens. Some­one (I’m not sure if it was him) imme­di­ate­ly offered her one.

She has, there­fore, loosed this wish into the universe.

I’d best put the cat car­ri­er into the van and buy kit­ten chow, a small lit­ter box, and maybe some kit­ten milk. They’re coming!