Saturday, September 19, 2009

I Wish I Was Joking...

I guess the good part about taking so long to name a kitten is when she accidentally gets run over in the garage maybe it isn't as hard (although poor Mark was so broken up about it last night he could hardly sleep). R.I.P. Holstein/Dairy, we'll miss you!

In case you're counting, this is the fifth kitten we've had in our family that has either died or run away (we had two kittens in Texas named Buzz and Woody who also didn't make it into adulthood.) We also had two cats, Bailey and Pogo who we ended up giving away to friends for different reasons. Not a very good track record. The girls think it's a sign we should have gotten a dog. (Not gonna happen.)

4 comments:

JasonDebbie said...

Poor Mark, tell him he's really not evil, accidents happen:)

Kimberlee said...

oh that is so sad...I don't even know what to say...except comm-on gone the dog club. Our puppy will be born in a few weeks!!!

The Yardley's said...

is it bad that im laughing?!? that is too funny. and sad.

Melissa said...

You poor, poor family! Cats are cursed at your house! At least you don't have to worry about the cat eating out of your cerealbowl on the counter every morning like we do at our house!