For my birthday my son, Elliott, gave me a certificate for a kitten from the Humane Society. Business was brisk last Saturday when we stopped by — tons of people adopting pets, which was nice to see. There was only one very small kitten left, and we managed to fill out the paperwork quickly in order to be first in line for him.
Elvis is 9 weeks old now — he’s very affectionate and fearless (and so far, not a biter). This is his routine: run and climb around the house like a maniac for 30 minutes and then crash….maniac…..crash…..repeat. Lucy the dog (14) is tolerating him just fine (with a little extra attention for her) — Dinah the Cat (20) doesn’t like him at all, but she is Elliott’s cat and rarely leaves his room these days.
It’s been a long time since we’ve had a kitten in the house, and Elvis is certainly keeping us all entertained.