A few weeks ago we decided to foster cats. We thought it would be great practice for the kiddos (and parents *hint hint me*) to love and attach to something and give it away. I know it's on a very small scale of loving a real baby for weeks, months or even years and giving them back but it's the same principle. So, we got these 2 adorable bobtails to foster. One of them the kids fell in love with, his name was Mitten's and he was orange. The other we called Princess and she was the one Kevin and I loved. I tried not to fall for either kitten but they were amazing, both of them and we all fell in love with both. When it was time to get rid of the orange cat, we did it with NO tears! Praise GOD! It was very sad though. We also found out that the people who made a commitment to get Princess couldn't have her. When I told Special K that "she doesn't have a home" He said "Of course she does, right here with us". So, we're keeping her. She is adorable, sweet and SO laid back. She is a big poofy ball of fur and best of all she's a bobtail. Here is our new baby, Princess:
I was originally upset that we'd failed with our original intent of fostering them so we could experience it but Special K reminded me that we'd do the exact same thing if a real child/baby comes into our lives and no longer "has a home", we'd take/keep him or her forever. It just happened to be the 2nd one we got, if only we could get that "lucky" with a real baby. We got a new foster kitty named Tigger, and he's going to a forever home by the end of this week.
After that our journey to be foster cat parents will be over. It won't be too shabby odds after Tigger gets his forever home.