Thursday, August 12, 2010


I've been missing having a second cat since Chelsea died 2 years ago but I wasn't ready for a kitten until now. When we decided to move, thus requiring Jessica to start a new school, she wasn't happy. So I did what every mother would do in this situation: I bribed her.

And what did I bribe her with? A kitten! Personally, I see it as a win-win situation.

The only caveat was that we wait till after our vacation to acquire the promised kitten. For weeks all I heard was, "when are we going to get the kitten?" and "I want the kitten!" (I cannot hope to convey the whiny tone that accompanied these words.)

We got back from vacation on Tuesday. Yesterday was Wednesday and Wednesday evening we drove to North Andover to see a very cute kitten I saw on Craigslist. I've been wanting another tortoiseshell cat, like Chelsea was, and this kitten, even if she's not a tortoiseshell, has similar enough markings.

Well, it was love at first sight. Jessica liked the kitten too. She liked all of the kittens. There were 6 of them. They're only 5 weeks old and still nursing. In fact, it was dinner time when we got there and all kittens were eating in full force. The cat's owner said it'll be 2-3 weeks before they're fully weaned and eating dry food, and mentioned one of the cat's previous litters had weaned after only 7 weeks, while another litter took longer.

She said she'd contact us when the kitten is ready to leave her mommy.

Now, I thought I was doing this nice thing by taking Jess to see the kitten. I thought she'd be really excited, which she was. What I hadn't thought through was going home without the kitten after having seen the kitten.

As soon as we got into the car, she started crying. Really heartbroken kind of crying. I know 2 to 3 weeks seems like forever to an (almost) 7 year old.

Even worse, then she started going on about how she wanted this kitten to have babies, because the woman who owned the mommy cat had talked so much about when the kittens were born. I tried to explain to her about all the cats and kittens that already need homes, that we don't need to add to the cat overpopulation.

Then, as usual, I spoke without thinking: "Maybe we can foster a pregnant cat when you're older." Now, I wouldn't mind this, but I'm not sure a house with 2 children and 2 cats is the best foster home for a pregnant cat and I think it would be even more heartbreaking to her to have to say good bye to the kittens.

But I'll worry about that later. ; )

Saturday, August 7, 2010


Aunt Lisa's next door neighbors have a little girl Jessica's age, so when we visit, Jessica likes to go play with Caroline. Well, when we were there this past week, she came in one evening and asked if it was okay to go with Caroline to her "brother's girlfriend's" house. Well, of course, the first thing that flashed through my mind was that I didn't know his girlfriend and I wasn't sure that I wanted her to go, and that I didn't know where she lived.

A quick consult with Aunt Lisa reminded me that Caroline's brother is Xander's age, and that the 3 year old girlfriend in question lived just down the street.

I let her go.