So the countdown begins.
Seven days till I pick up Smudge's kitten from the shelter. It'll be as young as I can get, as to bring out some maternal instinct.
It's kind of a gamble. I hope they'll become fast friends and playmates; I can't bear Smudges crying and howling since her friend was taken from her. I can't be her cat friend. Oh well. Here goes.
It's kind of a gamble. I hope they'll become fast friends and playmates; I can't bear Smudges crying and howling since her friend was taken from her. I can't be her cat friend. Oh well. Here goes.