I still has so much catching up to do, but today I'm starting off with the latest and greatest news--we has a new family member. My super secret clue was the name of my ball-island friend in yesterday's post! I is sooooo sneaky! Internet/bloggy friends, meet Winston!
Now, let me tell you how we got Winston. It was a story of joy, tears, drama and love. See, at Mom's work there do be some not so friendly, non-people liking kitties (Mom calls them ferret or furral or something like that). Well, most of the ferret cats have gone, but apparently there's still one somewhere, because mom's coworkers found two little ferret kittens outside. One, they could not get which was gray, and a little black kitty that was wanting inside. I think he was saying "I WANT NOMS! I IS STARVING!!"
So the nice office ladies tried to find him a home. Now, mom knows that dad has a new, strict "No more cats" rule, even after Simon and Alley passed. He said Mia kitty was enough. But mom said something was special about this little guy. So after some sweet talking, mom convinced dad to let her foster the kitty until she found him a forever home. Mom disclaimer: In all honesty, this was my goal!!!
When they brought the kitty home, the Boy LOVED IT! He even named it: Cat. He and Cat became like BFFs!
Me on the other hand, well, I just wanted to play with Cat, but apparently mom said since I'm like 500 times the size of Cat, I was intimidating.
So like a week passed, and this last Friday night Dad in his all serious Dad voice said: We have to find Cat another home. It cannot stay here. It will end up just staying here and we'll end up keeping it and I know that's your goal.
I was like, holy crap! Dad knows of mom's scheme?!? I thought dad's were pretty oblivious to the ways of moms, but apparently he found a handbook or something, cause he flat out called Mom out on her plot.
So then mom began all: I know, but I really want this cat. It reminds me so much of Simon and I miss him so much..
Dad: I know, but no more cats. I'm sorry.
Mom (with shiny wet eyes for effect): But I want it. It's so good with Boy!
Dad: I don't ask for much, I just don't want another cat. I'm sorry.
And it was over. Mom was prepared on Monday to really really really push to find Cat a new home. On Sunday, mom, boy, Cat and me was hanging out waiting for Dad to get home from work. It was also mom and dad's wedding anniversary (12 years! Holy Snausage!). Dad walked in with some beautiful flowers and then said: That's the rest of your present, happy Anniversary. See what mom got:
We got to keep Cat!! Yay!! Mom and boy and Cat and I were so happy (and deep down, Dad was too, he likes to play with Cat, why do men have to be so weird??). Mom said she was renaming Cat to Winston, although Boy still calls him Cat from time to time.
So that's how I now have my new BFF Kitty. He does remind us a lot of Simon, but Winston let's me play with him and I slobber all over him! Welcome to the Blog Winston!