Free to a good home
I was browsing through some of my old photos the other day and came across some photos of our cat, June, when she was a kitten.
June, and our other cat Mewson, have always been a handful. They are not mellow cats by any means, and their antics literally keep us awake at night. Combine that with the fact that I’m pretty sure they have stinkier poop and do more vomiting than any other pair of cats on earth. All of these things were a pain before, but now that we have Evan, our tolerance for the cats is fading.
I can remember scoffing at folks who suddenly got rid of their so-called beloved family pets when a baby came into the picture, but now I understand. We’re not ready to make the final step to get rid of the cats, and maybe we will never get to that point, but there are days I have fantasies of a life without the excess fur 2:00 a.m. meowing for food. It’s pretty bad when you can get your infant to sleep through the night, finally, but your CATS still cause a huge disturbance on a regular basis.
Also, I have zero hope that they will “mellow with age.” Mewson turns 8 this summer. Ha!