i never used to be a cat person. really. i hated them. i cringed when someone said they had a cat. then one year not too long ago, i had mice in my house. i hated them even more, and everything i tried to do to get rid of them was not working. they were crazy devils even eating the wax out of my candles! i was at a loss; until one day i came home from work and a couple of the neighbor kids were hanging out in the abandoned lot across the street from our houses playing with these tiny tiny kitties. they were so small i could almost fit two in the palm of my hand. one of the kids told me to take one. i said “nooooo” i don’t want a cat. but the more i thought about it, i realized this could be the solution to my mouse problem. so about a week went by and i decided to take one home. at that point there were only two left, but the other one had run off, so i took in the last visible one….i couldn’t have been happier. my little wiley cat has grown up, kept away the mice and i love him so so much that back in nov i rescued another street cat-danger puss. ha. now i kind of love all things kitty and cat!
here’s sir wiley cat, danger puss and some random too cute for words pics of cats.