So ever since we got a house pretty much, I’ve been dreaming of being able to get a kitten.
I knew it would have to wait until we were ready to move in, though understanding that made the wait no easier π
Mike was even going to get me a kitten for our anniversary but we weren’t moved in yet and he didn’t think I would appreciate him picking one out, without me π
He was correct haha.
So once a more solid ‘move in’ date became clear, I began looking.
I went to look at the black and orange one and promptly decided that yes, she was what we needed π
So the next day Mike came with to pick her up and I told him he also had to see the one light orange one just cause he was super cute too.
He picked him up and melted, I pretty much knew right there that it was good thing we had brought a larger box π
So, we happily and perhaps a little unwisely, left with TWO kittens, who are making it difficult to write this even now π
I’m thrilled, Mike is very accepting and the pitter patter of their little paws is just what this house was missing ππππ»
We have pretty much decided on the name Atlas, for the small girl who mimics all her brother does, as her splotchy markings reminded me of the shapes seen on a map.
The light orange one isn’t named yet but he is a sturdy guy, reminiscent of a little polar bear when tromping away from us and he is super fluffy. Think lush sheepskin rug π