Abby called last night and wanted to know what we were doing, and if we wanted to look at the kitten that Amy had found after roller derby practice, they could bring it by right then.
So, we have a kitten.
She doesn’t have a name yet. I had wanted to name our futurekitty “Jarno” (pronounced yarn-o), but that’s really more of a boy name. Some of our ideas right now, that we talked about at 6 this morning when she wanted to play and pounced all over the covers (it was playtime or listen to mewing, which was making Angus nervous) are:
Angus suggested “Lunch” and “Snack.” But I’m sure we’ll figure it out before the end of the week, ’cause kitty’s gotta go to the vet!