I was going to get kittens, two 11-week olds that some heartless f* had abandoned near the house of a coworker. She brought them to the lab last Monday and while I've seen many of her wards before (she volunteers at the local humane society shelter), I was never smitten enough to consider adopting like I was by those two. I spent the last two days thinking about it... possible names, what I'd need to buy, supplies, where the litter box might go, the water bowl, this, that. And finally tonight I made the decision: I was going to get those kittens. I was going to tell M. when she comes back from Stockton this Friday: I've found a home for them. But alas... ::sigh::
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