Just the Delivery Person

St. Francis of Assisi
Patron Saint of Animals and Ecology

Tonight, we all went out to dinner at Famous Dave's BBQ. We got a late start and arrived there about 8:45 or so. While we were walking up to the "porch," this little furball caught my eye. It was this tiny little kitten! He was rubbing up against the stairs there and but when I went towards him, he got timid and ran away under a car. Poor little boo. Of course, the family knows my heart for cats and they just stood there as I tried to coax the little fellow out from under the car--not a complaint out of them. Of course, the owners of the car came out as my big behind was hanging out from under their car--joy. The hub explained a little kitten was under there and we were trying to get it. We finally did grab him after about 10 minutes of chasing him down. There were no objections from the kids or the hub, we all just got back into the car with the little guy (gal?) and took it home. Of course, the kids wanted to keep it, but with three cats already, uh, that's a no brainer! I would just take it to the vets tomorrow and have it all checked out and see if they could find it a home. When we got home, we took him to the basement (away from our critters) with a bowl of water and food and left him there while we went back to have dinner.

As soon as we walked in and were greeted, I asked them if they knew a little kitten was out in the parking lot. You know, people may have come in and told them. Nope. No idea. No one had said anything all night. I told them how cute he was and all and how we took him back home in fear that he would be run over or something. The guy said, "I'll take him if you don't want him!" Can you believe that? It's as if we were sent there to care for this little kitten for a little while until the right family could be found. And, just like that, he was adopted. Awww. Doesn't that just warm the heart?
The waiter waited until we were done eating; and then he and his girlfriend followed us to our house so they could pick the little kitty up. On the way there, all I could think of, OF COURSE, was that they were going to see my hissy fit on the kitchen floor! ha. Can you believe it? AS if!!! No one has been in our house for over a week (and it's been tidy), but the day I have crap lying all over the kitchen floor, someone comes over. hehe. And, of course, they came through the horrible garage with all my boxes from DC thrown about only to enter the kitchen next. They must have thought "Gee, these people are P-I-G-S! ha! I told them to be careful as they walked by my "pile" and they just giggled. The guy, Joe, wished me luck with my pile as he was leaving. Isn't' it always the way? You can keep your house clean for-EV-VER, but the time you don't is the time you're bound to have unexpected company. Didn't' I just say, I hope we don't get anyone visiting????!!! Yep, I did. I remember.

Oh well, the good thing is the baby got a good home. The young lady took the kitty lovingly in her arms and you could hear it purring as they walked out the door. Awwwwww. So sweet.