I got a cat. Sort of. Meet Nyla...
She's a spayed, declawed, female orange tabby, about 7 months old. I'm trying her out for a week or two to see if it works living with her. If so, great. If not, it's back to the friend's house she goes.So far she's jumped on my lap and/or the desk three times while writing this blog. That's not kool, kitty...not kool at all, 'specially since I'm talkin' about you.
This could work out really well (make that 4 times)...or really not. We'll see!
1 comment:
I'm the first person to say I'm not a cat person, but when I lived in DC I could only get a cat...so I did. And I treated him like a dog, so he rocks.
Good luck with Nyla!
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