We now have a kitty.
As our life seems to be so often, a mixture of sad and glad. Glad because “K” and I both really like our new kitty, about 12 weeks old. Very affectionate and playful.
Sad because Jazz was our son’s cat, but he just didn’t feel he could handle the responsibility. I know he misses her, but he probably made the best decision considering what he deals with on a daily basis.
I never cease to marvel at God’s creativity and power.
