I grumble "what?"
"What do I do with a stray cat?"
Now my first reaction is a cat cat.
No.
He's holding a little grey fluffy kitten.
Right now he is running around my room with a bell collar on. Tim doesn't know if he wants to keep it. If he doesn't, I want to. He's cute.
Eddie seems to like him.
I don't know how old he is, so right now he has kitten formula on one side of the bowl, and kitten hard food on the other.
He'll pick which one he wants.
It's a boy.
Balls and all.
Just what I need, another cat. Haha.
I know I know, I don't HAVE to keep him, but letting me take care of him means I will get attached and that will be it.
He's skittish...but I can't blame him. He's young. Probably 5-6 weeks old.
He's had an eventful day too. Car ride, bath, being in a 35 gallon rubbermaid tub (his night home, and home when I am at work, until he is box trained)
Hopefully I can get him to eat.
I'll keep everyone updated.
-KOS
MAY 29, 2005 02:20 AM
Aw, you're so lucky to have a kitten just dropped on your doorstep that way! Then you have a perfect excuse to add him to the family: "He had nowhere else to go! 
" Ha ha. I know I'm going to end up with a menagerie because I'll never be able to turn the little guys away.
Re: your comments about critical friends in my journal. Yeah, it's weird to be a geek. You really want to share the company of other nerdy, tech-addicts, but frequently those people are so focused on honing their critical thinking skills that they can be pretty judgmental and insensitive. We all have our flaws I guess. I guess I just need a much MUCH tougher skin. Like those guys on "V" had. Aw, crap. You're only 23. You probably don't even know what "V" was. Ha ha!
