I think I am officially a Cat Lady now. We are going to get another cat. Another cat, you say? But you have three cats already? What do you want another one for?

I saw a sign up for a cat who needed a home. A small cat, fluffy and orange. We met this cat, who is being fostered after being abandoned by a family who moved away. Her name is Mini — because she’s little.

I sure hope this cat will be as sweet and friendly at our house as she was when we met her. The Cat Lady I’m getting Mini from wants to do a home visit at our house, you know, to make sure it’s suitable for Mini. She will take a formal personality assessment of each of my three cats and make sure that Mini will be able to cope with that tribe of cats. Once the results are all in, and the house seems OK, we’ll probably take Mini in. We can always send her back to the Cat Lady if it doesn’t work out for whatever reason.

Anyway. Yesterday was a half birthday for Carla. She’s Eight And A Half now. She wants to know if Mini is her half birthday present, or what. She wants to know why we aren’t doing more to celebrate this glorious event (turning 8.5). She’s such a sassy little thing. I love her to bits, of course.