One day this summer while we were all outside doing yard work, Chloe came running and screaming to me from the back yard. I had the mower running, so I couldn't hear her, but it seemed something terrible had happened. Nope.
She just found a litter of kittens hidden behind a tree.
Apparently, one of the strays (no, make that TWO) moved in and set up house. So now we have kittens, and the kids couldn't be happier. I told them God knew they wanted kittens so badly, and He provided them when Mom would not.
I have to admit, they're pretty cute.
No, we cannot have a puppy, too.
