After a year of begging for a kitty, Chris and I finally drove out to the local Animal Shelter to scout out the prospects. We were ushered into the cat room where 15 kittens and a handful of older cats were kept. After holding all the kittens while discussing their pros and cons like a college thesis, Chris gave me an ultimatum and we eventually choose a female tabby cat. We named her Ramona.
Ramona is a firecracker that loves to pounce on my fingers while I type, chase her tale for hours, and climb up Chris' pant legs.
But, she also loves to cuddle, which makes me melt.
After two days of working, I felt horrible leaving Ramona home alone, so I caved and went back to adopt one of her siblings. We named her Tula. Pictures don't do Tula justice, because you can't tell how much of a fur-ball she is.
Her back side is so adorable.
Two cats is really better than one. They play together so well, groom each other and leave me alone for just long enough to blog.
