Latest Addition
Lately the Coming Soon to a House Near You! baby has been the biggest thing weighing on my mind.
Some days I think about him in the abstract.
Other days I suddenly realize we only have about 3 months left and we haven’t even finished setting up his room yet and I have a moment kind of like this:
And then I immediately start putting together mobiles and taking stuffed animals out of boxes and moving around the crib and hyperventilating. And Drea lets out a long sigh and gets up off the sofa and comes into the room to help me.
But aside from all the preparation I’ve often wondered to myself if I’m going to be able to step up to the challenge and take care of another little living thing when it absolutely needs me.
And then Christmas night, while taking the dogs on our usual before-bed walk, we came across a box turned over in the snow. And the box was meowing.
The dogs and I proceeded with caution until a little kitten popped out, no more than 7 weeks old. Murphy suddenly looked like he was going to lunge and I pulled back on his leash and gave him a look that said “You go after that cat, you die!”
The turned over box had some holes in the side, a tiny blanket and a handful of cat food. Our best guess is that this was a Christmas present that someone didn’t want. But in 20 degree Chicago weather this kitten probably wouldn’t have lasted the night. So I scooped him up, tried to wrap him in my scarf and headed back home.
The rest? Well, I think the rest can be told in photos: