Well, The Better Half called me yesterday evening after I had spent a long day laboring over her "Honey Do" list to tell me not to be mad But...
She was rescuing a "Kitty". A friend had a cat that was in need of a good home and tapped my Wife and Daughter's soft spot for cuddly critters that purr and want to sit on your lap. So, Last night at 9PM I am making a run to Wal Mart for Litter, Foodbowl and all the other required items to make a critter comfortable. But with a face like this how can you not?
