They’re baaaack! The animals, that is. I have managed to keep our household pet-free for almost a year, but it was inevitable that some kind of four-legged creature(s) would find its way past me…out-voted again. Since Bill the Dog died last year, I thought for sure next in would be another pooch. But Rosemarie and I thought a dog would be a little too demanding as we have both slowed down a bit. Arrogant Toni the Cat left us two years ago when granddaughter Haley moved to Colorado. It was fitting that she (Toni) wound up in a much colder climate given the cold shoulder she gave everyone here in Florida.
So it has come to past that we have recently adopted two kittens from the local Humane Society. I felt pretty confident that we would not be successful in getting all our cat “boxes” checked off. Here’s the list we went shopping with: 1. Two male kittens. 2. Both from the same litter. 3. Both golden “tiger” in color. So, in we walked into the Humane Society and guess what just arrived? Yep, two 3-month old goldens, brothers, just neutered, shots up to date and chips implanted. Don’t you just hate it when a plan all comes together?
Rosemarie is already referring to them as “the boys” although we did spend a few days auditioning names. Each had already been given a name at the Humane Society. One was Buddy and the other, Glitch. We weren’t crazy about either name and since The Boys didn’t seem to mind, they were soon transitioned into Ben and Jerry. Rosemarie knew I would not object to those names, though I had suggested the more whimsical “Chip ‘n Dale.”
So we’re off to another change in family, well really not much of a change. It’s back to tumbling cans of cat food into the supermarket cart each week and my nagging about someone cleaning the kitty litter. Been there, done cat!
Hey, there is one thing I just realized about both these guys that is maybe different from all other pets we had through the years…they may actually out-live the two of us! Me-ouch.