I've always felt that a house isn't truly a home unless there's a pet to share it with. I know that ever since we had to put our sweet cat Mimi Lucy to sleep, there's been a big furry hole in this home's heart. I tried to fill it with parakeets, but they won't let me cuddle them, and they try to sever my fingers when I try! And our daughter Liz is allergic to cats, so I was sure that there would be no more cats in this house.
Until we met Cupcake! She's a shelter cat, and was found in the shelter's dumpster. Doesn't that just break your heart? Why not at least put her in a cardboard box and leave her by the door, along with the other donations?
She's only three months old, and really needs to put on some weight, but already she's won our hearts!
In case you're wondering why I haven't been visiting your blogs, it's because every time I turn on the computer, this happens.
And when I tell her to get down, this is the look I get.
She's already a techie, opening all sorts of windows as she sprawls out across the keyboard. She even managed to turn off the wireless internet with a touch of a button!
And then she curls up in a ball and goes to sleep. You just can't get mad at all of that cuteness! We're so happy to be sharing our home with Cupcake, but I can't help but think: Can a wee little dog be far behind.........?