I don't think I'll ever get tired of having a baby in the house. This weekend we added a new addition to our family: our new kitty Pitten. Sofie has been asking for a kitten for months, and dutifully feeding our older cat for the past month to prove her readiness for her own four legged friend.
Our acquisition of Pitten was downright serendipitous. My cousin works at a vet office in New Jersey and just happened to get in this adorable creature the night before her mother was coming up to visit us. She quickly had her vaccinated, dewormed, and flea treated in time to ship her up north and make a little girl's dreams come true.
Sofie was over the moon. Although she will not pick Pitten up or get to close to her paws, she dutifully lies on her belly and studies her every move, feeds and waters her every day, and is proud to announce to the world that this is HER cat.
The rest of us feel pretty much the same way. It's funny how baby animals seem to bring out the best in people. Francisco has been shutting her out of our bedroom at night, groping desperately under the bed to try and pull her out so that she won't keep us up with her scratching and mewling. He can't resist smothering her with kisses as he delivers her back down to the living room. Nathan, a relatively indifferent kid when it comes to pets, can't get enough of the kitty playtime either. Nothing like a tiny little ball of fur to keep a family entertained for hours.