Fairly early the next day, I called my DH from work and said, "How much do you love your wife?" Having been married for 38 years next month, he knows me pretty well and replies, "What did you buy now?" A bit indignant, I replied, "Nothing. BUT, I do have something I want YOU to buy."
I went on to tell him I'd spoken to the rescue group, and the kittens we'd talked about at dinner the night before would be available for adoption at noon that day. I told him I REALLY hoped he'd go and get one of these kittens.
He was second in line to choose one of the kittens at noon! The lady who was first in line choose one with an all black face. DH said he choose the one he felt looked the most like Oreo, and turns out he chose the one who was featured in the newspaper.
When DH brought our new fur baby to my office to show him off, one of my staff suggested we name him Lucky, since he was lucky to be alive after being in the dumpster without food or water for who knows how long. That seemed to fit just fine, so Lucky it is.
This is Lucky taking a catnap during his first evening in his new home. Isn't he adorable? He has the loudest purr for such a tiny kitty!
He is giving me that "WHY are you taking my picture over and over?" look.
I have a suspicion from his early fame, he just MIGHT be a bit of a ham. What do you think?
One last photo of the little sweetie...
OK, I think that's the update on Lucky and Oreo for the moment. Expect more photos and stories of his escapades in the future.
Till Then, Happy Stitching!
Vicki in CO