So I didn't really know what was going on tonight. Mom and Dad were here, then they left and came back and smelled funny. Then they left and came back again, only this time Mom was crying. So what does this have to do with William?
Well it appears that there is a cat rescue agency right here close to us in our neighborhood, and Mom and Dad went to see other cats tonight! First they saw some kittens, then they saw and older cat who is my age... which is still technically a kitten, but the first kittens they saw were really small kittens. I only know all of this because when Mom came home and was crying and playing with me, I thought it was strange that she was crying because she never cries while we play! She always giggles and says "nice jump" or something like that. So I tried to figure out what was going on (of course while wildly chasing my feathers) and listened to her phone conversation. Anyway, it seems that Mom and Dad went to dinner and discussed getting me the older cat to have as my brother, but when they went back to visit him again, he was showing some signs of aggression and it really concerned Mom and Dad that he might be rough with me. I really wouldn't want that. So they decided to get me a sister (like William suggested!)... one of the little kittens. But Mommy was crying because she felt so bad for the older cat, especially because he's been abused in the past and lived on the street for awhile, and little kittens always find homes faster than older cats. She really wanted to take him and give him a home (so did Dad), but he would have required a lot of work... getting him to trust and feel comfortable... and since the whole point was to get a friend for me, they were reluctant to bring him home... especially since he bit them three times. Mom said if they didn't have me it would have been different, but they have to look out for my best interests as well. He's with people right now who will care for him until he finds a home... it's a no kill organization and they really have the best interests of the cats at heart, but I guess Mom just wants to save everyone. That's what Dad says. She says if we lived in a house it would be different, but right now they are limited to what they can do. So she's still sad tonight.
I guess my new sister will come next week sometime. She's only 5 weeks old right now, but she really seemed to like my Dad. I'll post more about her then. I have a feeling I'll be posting even more now. I've always wanted a sister or a brother, but I'm starting to get a little unsure about it. I'll post about that later though. For now, if you have any comments or thoughts you could share with my Mom, I would appreciate it. I don't like it when she cries. It gives me so much more work to do when I give her nightly facial.