Remember how I didn’t think I’d be able to tell my daughter no to adopting a kitten because she’s been working so hard to save her money for one?
Well, I couldn’t.
When my daughter and I went to the SPCA a few days ago, just to look, we saw him in the front lobby…
with a sign on his cage that said, “Ready to go home.”
And the next thing I knew, we were driving home with that little guy in the back seat, my daughter crying and laughing at the same time because she was so happy.
She paid for everything herself, even down to the food and the litter box.
$81.00 that she’d saved.
It was precious, and I loved seeing her reap the rewards of her hard work.
I have to admit, I’m actually glad now that she came up with the idea.
Because this little guy is growing on me.
When he’s not helping me revise my novel,
he’s doing a good job keeping me company.
And why would I want to say no to that? :)
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