Today we adopted a baby. A furbaby as my would-be-mother-in-law-if-we-ever-decided-we-needed-to-be-married call him. We’ve wanted a kitty for a while but needed to wait until time and finances met up. I went out to the county shelter last Friday to look since we decided we’d get a kitty within the next week. Lo and behold I fell in love with the first little guy I saw. I looked at all the other kitties too, but he was definitely the most playful and the biggest goofball. I filled out the application and sent a picture message knowing Nick would love him, then went home to make a list of all the supplies I would need.
This morning we went out to the shelter and it was love all over again. So now he is home and he knows it. While most cats would hide in new surroundings, he made a trip around the entire perimeter of the house, then started playing. We played for hours and now, after a nap, he is sitting in the window. Exactly the image I had in my head of our perfect cat. His name is Frisbee and we love him dearly.
While we are vegan, cats aren’t supposed to be vegan in my opinion so we have meat in the house for the first time – even if it’s in kibble and cans. Times like this I’m really glad I get a discount at the coop so I can buy high quality food and litter. Speaking of which, we’re going to try using the wheat litter. I like that it’s flushable, compostable, and natural.
Talk, talk, talk, here are some pictures.