And Then There Were Three

Ever the crafty woman my aunt happened to have two half grown kitties in need of a new home at our family’s Christmas gathering this year.

Gypsy

Gypsy

Did I ever tell you that John loves cats?

John loves cats.

Cassandra AKA Cassie

Cassandra AKA Cassie

I know that John loves cats because on the four hour plus car ride home with the two of us, the two dogs, the three overtired, over-sugared girls and the two new cats – he smiled.

A man that can put a purring kitten on his lap and drive in a car full of the likes of that and still smile – loves cats.Gypsy behind barrel

I know that John loves cats because as we slowly introduce them to Fiona (our current cat) and the dogs, the new kitties have been living in our bedroom. We heat our house with wood. The wood-stove is not the bedroom. The door between the bedroom and the wood-stove is closed. The temperature outside is what the forecasters call “bitterly cold.” My husband who hates to be cold is still smiling.Cassey

John loves cats.

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2 comments on “And Then There Were Three

  1. Corky says:

    I didn’t know that. They are very pretty cats, though. 😉

    • Jessie says:

      They are pretty. But the dogs are convinced they are evil killers. I found trip stuck between the two of them on the basement stairs today! Probably better than the other way around, but I’m not sure whether to laugh at the dogs or feel bad for them!

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