Exercise Souvenirs

A couple of weeks ago, while doing my 3.5 mile walk with Mandy, I realized it might get dark before we finished, so I took my flashlight along.  We were walking along and heard a noise in a drainage ditch next to our path.  I whipped out the flashlight and saw a little kitten in there.  Aw, cute.

Every time we passed by there after that, the kitten was still there, and now he has a twin with him!  They were so cute, and the first one was very friendly and followed us every time we passed by.  In fact, one time we had to run to get away from him!  It was sad (the sight of me running, as well as the poor, pitiful kitten).

These two guys were black cats, and it was nearly Halloween, and we often saw rowdy-looking teens passing through this area.  Mandy and I discussed how we really hope nobody messes with these kitties, and how they're so trusting they'd probably go to anyone, and stuff like that.

Cut to two hours later at my house.  I'm telling my husband this story and my concern for these little guys.  Just chatting.  Then he said, "Put your shoes on."  Yes, he sent me back out in the dark to go get those cats!

Casper and Boo

Three-pronged approach to the future of the kittens:


1.) Check to see if anyone has lost them.  Newspapers, neighborhood signs, vet offices, animal shelters, even animal control - All negative.

2.) Take them to the vet and see if they have any major illnesses.  Nope, they're good.

3.)  Introduce them to Stuart (our Jack Russell terrier) and see if he tries to kill them.  So far, so good, but the meet-and-greet sessions have been brief and highly controlled.  If this last bit works out, the kitties can move from the garage to the house.

Stuart

So while some people collect bruises, big muscles, or worn-out shoes when they exercise, I apparently collect stray animals.  I guess the only reason for me to post this is to prove that I have, in fact, been exercising.

Meow!