#4's cat disappeared about a month ago and never returned.  Sunday she asked if we thought Kie was ever going to come back and I had to tell her the truth and say no.  I told her that someone who really wanted a kitty probably found her and she's now living a life of luxury with some little grandma lady who needed a cat to love.  Well, there were tears and hubby caved.  Next thing I knew, he was at AdvoCATS.org looking to find cats needing homes.  He sent the to the site and she was hooked.  After calling the cat rescue lady, she made arrangements to go see what she had.  WE has been wanting a cat for quite a while also and there are frequently catfights over who gets the cat at night.  Hubby called me this afternoon to see if maybe WE would like a cat too.  Dummy me, I mention it to WE and the kid was dancing around the room he was so excited.  So, we now have two new cats, WE named his Justice and #4 hasn't come up with a name for hers yet.  It looks exactly like the cat that got lost, except reallly really tiny.  It's only about 2 months old.  WE's is about 5 months old and is totally freaking out right now.  Not that I blame it.  I would to if I was suddenly dropped in a house full of over-excited kids and a scaredy-cat dog.  Mouschi, #2's cat, is still wandering around outside and hasn't realized that her spot as numero uno cat of the house has just been lost. 

Yay for kitties!