We got a new kitty yesterday. We already had one kitty, her name is Kitty. She was getting slightly neurotic from weekends spent home alone and she really needed some company to keep her from going insane. My idea, not Kitty's. Kitty actually doesn't seem too grateful at all. In fact, I'd say at this point she's rather pissed. Of course it probably doesn't help that we are so challenged in kitty naming that we are calling the second kitty, Kitty! Kitty is now Big Kitty. Big Kitty and Little Kitty. Good thing Steve and I never had kids!
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I sure Kitty One will soon appreciate your noble efforts and forgive you for bringing Kitty Two into her world ;-)
As the major effected party to this rash decision, I feel I should speak up. For one thing, where did you ever get the idea I needed a cat friend? I mean with all the in-house entertaining chaos I witness daily from the current residents, I need no more stimulation. Besides, this new person is noisy and always getting into my business: she uses MY litter box, MY food and MY water bowel, she even tried to sleep in MY spot on the bed! what’s next? Gees. Anyway, she is kinda of entertaining sometimes when she’s not getting on my nerves, so we’ll see.
You are so original with your naming... ;)
Did you name your bike "bike"? :)
Actually Flatman I would feel like an idiot naming my bike although I have several friends who do so...
And Miss Kitty, I'm sorry I didn't consult with you first. In the end I think you'll thank me..
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