A Proper Introduction ~or~ How Carmela Came to Me

First of all, you have to swear to keep a secret.  Do you swear?  Do you??  All right then.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances (which I cannot imagine), the Pugsley twins have found their new homes! 

Yes, I said homes - plural.  Don't be disappointed that they won't be staying together.  I think you'll approve of their happily-ever-afters.  Neither has left the nest yet, but the clock is ticking...  Then what?!

So last week I mentioned to Dr. Robbins that I was getting dangerously low on kittens and would be needing a refill sooner than later.  But of course, it's the slow season...

I went to lunch and said to Traci who was working Receiving that day, "Traci, I need some kittens!"  She smiled, nodded knowingly, (she knows me all too well) and said, "You know how it is this time of year."  "Yeah", I said.  "I just wanted to plant the seed."

I came back from lunch and said to Traci, "Where are my kittens?"  Well, you've no doubt guessed the rest.  There was a little black kitten right there on the counter that someone had dropped off during my lunch hour.  (Insert smiley face here.)  Dr. Robbins would need to have a look, but maybe she'd be mine!

Sure enough, after her baby kitten exam the doc said, "Sue, here's your new kitten!  Ask and you shall receive!"

And so I happily received Carmela.  What a living doll.  She's quarantined from the Pugsleys for now, but I do spend lots of one-on-one with her. 

She's made herself right at home.



Rosie cracks me up. She's all like, "Yeah, whatevs. I'm sleepy."

(Oh, and there's one more secret. Carmela may have a home already as well.)