We've adopted a kitty. Unfortunately he/she's not really ours, but he/she seems to think that he/she is. Everyday we come home from work or anytime we open our front door after dinner, we have a little furball that has made our front door mat home.
Last night we had the lovely Melli's over for dinner and when they opened the door to go home our kitty friend was in his/her usual spot and as they slipped out the door, our fluffy friend darted in our house! A ballsy kitty no doubt...
Now, Josh and I are big animal lovers and despite my husband's severe allergic reaction to little kitties such as this, we really do want a little pup or kitten running around our house. However, we have a big no pets clause in our lease agreement. So perhaps if we build some clout with our landlord we may be able to get around this clause, but as for now it stands... and therefore the kitty stays on the mat (which, let's be honest... clause or no clause she would be anyway - hello... it's a thing called diseases spread by strays! Cat = eye candy only.).
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