Kittens

                            

        Back in July we had a new addition to our family-two actually. 

We knew at some point we wanted to get a cat. Living in the country it doesn’t hurt to have a mouser around to keep the mouse population at bay. 

To be honest, I’ve never act seen a mouse out here, but Chuck had caught some in the barn. 

I kept hoping by some miraculous chance a cat would one day just appear at my door needing a home. 

I would look out each day expecting to see one, but sadly the only cats I did see were my neighbors.

My daughter put the word out to her friends that we were in the market for kittens. 

By this time I thought it might work out better to have two instead of one. My thinking was that they could keep each other company, and maybe help protect each other since they were going to eventually end up bring outdoor cats. 

It wasn’t long that we were given the opportunity to adopt two kittens from a friend of my grandson. 

On the way to deliver them to us I informed my daughter that I had not come up with any names yet. 

Not to worry since she handed the task over to mu 6 year old grandson who seems to have a gift for naming animals. 

Within seconds he rattled off Ranger for the boy, and Bluebonnet for the girl. 

After meeting the kittens for the first time the names couldn’t have been more perfect. 

We are heading into September now and we’ve established a pretty good routine. 

Typical of kittens they are too wild to let roam freely in the house. My upholstered dining room chairs were showing signs of not surviving, so they spend their days playing outside, and come in to spend the night in our laundry room. 

I had missed having cats in my life, and these two have already brought so much joy to our lives.